The long-haired goats had rich brown, speckled coats. Red poppies peeked up from the grass below. And white birds hovered low over the flocks, sharing a symbiotic relationship.
The banks were green and covered with grass and wildflowers. Eucalyptus trees grew tall on the river’s path.
When the weather is bad at home, a short drive to another part of the country can be like a mini vacation from winter. Spring Valley lived up to its name.
We passed caves and wells filled with water. And the walk itself was lush and green and perfect on a cloudy day.
It felt like walking through a river, but there was no river in sight. Moss and algae grew everywhere. And of course, the flowers.