The river at the farm

 Our cabin was the front one, overlooking the river. If you kept your window open at 

night, you could hear the fast moving water going over the accumulation of river 

pebbles, and soothingly flow over, like a small waterfall. 

There were stairs to go down to the river, seating there, and a riverside walk. 

The farmer owner said Platypus had been sighted, so I did go early one morning, to 

try and get a view, unsuccessfully.