Rainy and beautiful. Peaceful, we walked in the Botanical gardens in the rain and took photos f the ducks on the pond and the delicious yellow weeping willow trees, I can’t wait to get those ready for art class. We explored the little shops on the main streets and fossicked through the Restorer’s Barn full of delightful junk, (One man’s junk another man’s treasure) and for dinner we went to the Railway Pub with the eldest son who is living in Castlemaine. He has a market stall and has offered to sell my art for me…...now I wonder can I be good enough to set it free, I mean surely soon I’ll run out of wall space!

We had a lovely buffett breakfast at “The yellow House” and as I suspected it was called that because of Van Gogh living in Arles all those years ago. Definately a place to revist many tims over, infact there’s another place I could easily move to.