Yesterday Nora and I headed out to the beautiful tree-filled suburb of Wahroonga. We found a shady patch on the grass around Rose Seidler House, where we chatted and watched the immaculate beautifully dressed people pass by. I was expecting havoc and crowds, but in the end it was actually quite relaxing.
I didn't really take many photos, for some better pictures check out my sister's tumblr. (She went in the afternoon – after we'd left).
While we spent our morning there, Rodge and Oscar headed in the opposite direction to fill up on meat and dance to some candombe drumming at the Festival de Uruguay at Fairfield Showground.
All in all, a lovely Sunday.