Goodbye Norfolk

Well I suppose we had to go eventually. The bad cat of Moggill was waiting for his owners to return.
Still I had a great time on the island. It really was very beautiful and I was astonished at how many different things there were to do and admire. We even saw a whale passing by the island as we had a goodbye barbecue.
On the flight home I saw my mother looking wistfully out the window as the plane took off. Her expression reminded me of how I feel whenever the train pulls out of Florence or I fly out of Damascus. Some places really do get under our skins.

Goodbye cows

                                                         Goodbye Feral Wet Hens!

Goodbye cliffs and bays

Goodbye Norfolk Island