Kyle and I are both firmly of the opinion that you need a certain amount of 'silly' when embarking on a project like ours. So, as stories emerge of our exploits on the property we give names to the places they happen.
For example, my sister Rachael came with us when we first bought the place and we went to explore the creek. She's a bit more concerned than we are about getting muddy and wet, so when we jumped across the creek she said she'd find a better spot further upstream. We told her that was as good as it would get, but she stuck to it, so 500m further upstream she was stuck on the other side from us. Thus, this section of the creek is dubbed 'Rachael's Folly'.
Which, of course, necessitates putting up an artfully rustic sign...
... and taking selfies underneath it...
... to forever commemorate this event, and remind Rachael in future that she should cross there after all...
... we're not really sure how Rachael feels about this. But, now that I've posted it here I guess we'll find out!
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