It is a man made lake. In Australia, we could watch the moon at the daytime.
Late afternoon, short necked turtles popped up their heads in the water at the more secluded part of the lake. Brave minor birds dived fast to catch insects. Young swallows gracefully glided over the water, up alike a tiny helicopter and went.
Over the blue sky, silver moon hung still, the soaring egrets came all the way from bird island hovered along in flocks, flied alike kites.
Fat goose and duck moved along the bank close to each other.
We walked into the green house opposite the lake. Kind of German hue painted house, unique as Black Forest among the dry, warm colored Australian houses, I rang the bell. Glazing on the door sign, kind of Maori work carving design, I wondered the owner could be kiwi. Sure not, I met a friendly Aussie gramma aged lady. She paints water color, pastel, oil and acrylic, mainly floral, trees and scenery.
Tara rose gallery, the garage showroom was awesome. She invited us to attend her exhibit soon. And she welcomes visitors at her home gallery.
Bits of diving routes to the Gatton National Park was good to see new houses in the Woodland with great mountain views.
