The invitation said “games, live music, bonfire, dancing, singing and winter warming food”. Who could resist an invitation by your mother to a party like that?
Not only was this a party to celebrate the shortest day in the year and the seasons but a time to share with friends and family, the bounties yet to come from a new adventure. You see, my mother had finally started to build her dream of creating a sanctuary on some land below Toowoomba.
In such a short time, together with her friend Wayne, they have created a wonderful oasis amongst the gumtrees and sandstone.