On our travels up and down the Midland Highway

we pass through Oatlands

an historical village set about an hour North of Hobart

we are lured by fresh Organic Stoneground Woodfired Sourdough bread

mmmm that ticks all the bread boxes doesn’t it

and not to mention local grains milled in the recently restored mill!

Lily and I dress in vintage clothing and go on a date to peruse the gardens, heritage buildings and main street

 

we play and pose for each other and giggle alot and smell roses and lavender hedges and accidently knock an unripe apple down

There is a free camping spot on the lake front {where you can glimpse Thylacine on the far bank}

and there are many birds and topiary hedges to prune…

 

or you can park up next to the playground which boasts a giant didgeridoo tree with

whimsical native animal carvings and you can pick wild tiny tart plums….

we feast on giant cherries and smile alot

and are blessed with spectacular broad sky sunsets