Market Garden

After a couple of months I managed to get my dog to go beyond the gate today.
Moving house, while waiting for my rebuild, has been hard for the dog-woggler.
It turns out that there is a farm in walking distance.
It is the farm that my maternity hospital overlooked 32 years ago when I had my son. I looked across the paddocks, as I walked with Troy, to see the place where I gave birth to my son.