Tuesday morning sitting on a deck chair and knitting on the back patio, I saw a fox on the lawn on the other side of the river. It was following a chicken, in that intent tail-out-nose-forward retriever stance.
Our last full day in Byron Shire saw us first at the Crystal Castle (that's Jennica at the buddha fountain).
The grounds are gorgeous, and as you can see, rose quartz is abundant. There were also some fabulous amethyst geodes, most notably the wizard's hat. Or perhaps the witch's hat. A hat-like shape.
These shaded red-to-orange plants are something(-which-I-can't-remember)-ginger, and collect water in the scallops of the petal-like structures, from which birds sip.
To tell the truth, the landscaping is so lovely and so well-done that the crystals for the most part seem at best redundant, though I guess they're the whole point of the place.
We lunched at my brother's pie shop, Uncle Tom's, which has been in continued operation since 1933. It's on the outskirts of Mullumbimby, at the crossroads where you can turn off to Brunswick Tweeds, where we spent a few afternoon hours.
I was charmed by the public library, suitably scaled to the size of the town as evidenced by the shopping district: just one block peppered with a surprisingly interesting array of shops.
There's swimming in the river too.
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