This is a reflection by Gavin, called "The Two Butterflies".
There were two butterflies flying through the gorge in the early morning. The air was cool and crisp.
Once they came out of the Gorge the Sun was shining and warm.
The Flinders Range Wild hops red flower was covering the ground, the two Butterfly were landing on them.
Then both flew to the creekbed around the hill going from tree to tree, wattle tree and tea tree.
The wind blew the butterfly over the side of the hill, they come across some pine tree where
People are camping. As the two Butterflies go pass in the picnic Area, The young children
Start following the Butterfly where they come to a water hole and the frog live. Dad and Mum follow their children to where there is a water hole.
As the Children play at the water hole and listen to the frog and watch the butterflies.
The Mum and Dad were watching their children and the Butterflies . . it brought back memories of when they were children playing with their Butterfly nets. Memories of teenage romance also came flooding back when walking along the river.
It's now a shepherd's delight, the two butterflies go through the gorge, the air is cool now. They landed on the bush to go to sleep.