The smell of the sea and that of freshly wet grass was invigorating, first thing in the morning. Tall stalks of lemon grass hung heavy with early morning dew drops. Nothing stirred. The only sound was the lap-lap of the Great Ocean. Restless. Tireless. Ceaseless...
The sky glowed the most stunning shade of light blue. Not a cloud disturbed its perfect complexion. On one side, the Great Ocean spread out. Its rendezvous with the great blue yonder, an unfathomable distance away...
Charlie Brown had stepped through a magic portal. The forest closed in around him. The trees leant in as they whispered amongst each other. The wind didn't blow here. It sneakily wafted through the branches of the eucalyptus trees. A leafy branch stirred here, a twig there...
A crisp, mountaintop morning greeted Charlie Brown as he stepped out from his mobile living space. It was just past daybreak, and the eucalyptus scented air was deliciously cool. The sun must be a morning person thought Charlie Brown...
The steady build up of cumulonimbus clouds on the edge of the horizon promised rain. But not soon enough. Charlie Brown desperately wanted to dip his hand into the cool waters of the billabong. But he knew that might be the last thing he ever did...
The Adventures of Charlie Brown 