A few weeks ago we went camping with friends at Bents Basin, just outside Penrith. When we arrived on Saturday afternoon it was hot and humid. After we put up our tent we drank beers in the shade and played silly games. In the evening it rained heavily and we huddled under the parasol while lightning lit up the fields before us. The moon was huge and, once the rain had stopped, we walked over the brow of a hill to get a better view of it. The morning was cool, grey, and filled with smoke from the campfires around us. It felt like the first day of Autumn.