A quiet walk along the beach just past the yacht club at Victor Harbor. A cool day, just right, enough sun to feel at ease, the sounds of the waves loud. No wonder we hear the sea at night from where we are.
The Hindmarsh river flowing at last out to sea, rippling, calling sand to drop in to the flow.
Drop in days.
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Near the Hindmarsh River estuary close by at Victor Harbor there are beautiful resilient swamp paperbark trees. A boardwalk and trail lead around them; in winter the surface of the water in the small lagoon next to the trail flirts with the trees' reflections on those still days that have one stop, enchanted. This blog is to follow the trail wherever that may be lead across the world of enchantment and earth rapture.
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