There is a road across to a couple of thousand acres of land in the vicinity of these pictures - our Princes have been working hard with truck, tractor and skid steer loader for weeks, trying to reclaim the track, so as to be able to fix fences and get a crop in over there. So far, they're not really winning.
The Billabong has always been a peaceful place - there's a quiet calm down there - cool in the heat of the afternoon, a trickle of water, the buzz and him of insects. It's pretty soothing really.
Unless you take Darla along, which turns it into an hilarious adventure, as she bounces - like Tigger in Winnie the Poo - chasing birds in the long grass and racing along the top of the washed out bank, trying desperately to figure out just how she can get back down to Grandma...
I love the peacefulness of the Billabong, but I love laughing at the antics of our animals even more! Good medicine, any way you look at it!