Ancient songs had filled the forest since the beginning of time.
They were the calls of friarbird, the tunes of rosellas and he songs of honeyeaters.
But as Regent grew, so did the smog, grey cement and clamour of the city.
Trees turned to towers, billabongs to buildings and the woodlands to carparks…
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Hi! Lots of stories and pictures in this book, which I haven’t had much time for yet.
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