Greetings from Yarra Junction.
First, Happy Birthday to my sister Shawn. She is turning 39 again today.
It has certainly been a week that makes one contemplate the concept of distance. We finally got our phone hooked up, which made many family
members and friends just a phone call away. In fact, I could swear that our phone sounds better from Yarra Junction than from Freeport. Yet news that a few family members and friends made hospital visits this past week, made us feel every single one of those 11,000 or so miles away from Maine.
To help bring you all a bit closer to Yarra Junction, I have included a few photos from our yard / house that Skyler took this evening.



There is much to report as we are starting to get settled in. Everything from finding a wonderful organization nearby called the Gawler Foundation to Phin and Sky's trip to Melbourne with very welcoming classmates.
Yet, for today, I am going to focus in on Nature.
I consider myself a nature "enthusiast." I like to be outdoors, I like to hike, garden, etc. I am a big fan of Thoreau - enjoying those contemplative moments looking over a serene pond with birds chirping in the background.
I had felt the same calm fascination when I first saw a few kangaroos out the back window the first morning I awoke in Yarra Junction. They watched our family closely and eventually bounded off across the field - a picture of grace and beauty.
Fast forward a couple of days and Lincoln comes running into our room and wakes Margaret and me up. He yells, "Mom, Dad you have to see this. Two kangaroos are fighting in the driveway!"
Huh?
Lincoln was right. Sure enough, two sizable kangaroos were going at it at the end of the driveway. It was quite a display of kick-boxing. Right there and then, Lincoln stopped all discussion of capturing a kangaroo.
Fast forward another few days. We are all about to go to bed after a long day of travel in and out of the city. I say goodnight to Sky and walk toward my bedroom when Sky screeches, "Dad come HERE!"
Now for those of you who don't know her well, Skyler is as tough as they come and loves nature. She was the one nominated to remove a spider from the shower earlier in the week and did so while proclaiming our collective wimpyness.
I knew I was in trouble when Sky said, "Dad you NEED to get IT!" I walked into the bathroom to come face to face with a hairy spider approximately the size of my hand.
At that particular moment, I did not take time to contemplate exactly what Henry David Thoreau would do but it certainly didn't feel like a Walden Pond sort of experience.
I did finally subdue the man-eating beast with a combination of tools no shorter than four feet. I later relayed my story to the wonderful folks who own our house, Helen and Guy. They had a good laugh at my expense and said, "Naaay, they wouldn't hurt ya ... but let me tell you about the ones that will ..."
Clearly nature should be revered whether in Freeport, Maine or Yarra Junction, Victoria. Yet, for the time being, I am not sure whether I want to choose a front row seat.
Cheers,
Nord