Even though it was the height of summer down under, and he’d very quickly learned summers in Australia were much hotter and dryer than those back home, Colin was glad to see that for once there were a few puffy clouds and the sun wasn’t beating down on them. Though he suspected as the day wore on the temperatures would rise significantly.
He stretched out on the picnic blanket, rested his head on the saddle, and laid his new hat on his chest. A quick glance over at Dottie reassured him the mare was happy grazing.
Nance had been amazing. Or “a real bottler” as Martin had said as he’d given the housekeeper a hug when she’d told them she’d packed the saddle bags with food.
Colin had confessed his concern the horse would throw them off.
Nance had laughed, and thanks to the medicine the do
