I’ve wanted to travel to Bright for maybe 10 years now.
It’s been the trees. Sure I love the water, and live near the water, but I have a thing about trees.
Big, bold, grand, old, beautiful trees. And Bright is renowned for plenty of those, and in Autumn?
Stunning colours abound.
Greens, golds, oranges, and bright reds… bright reds! Even purple, brown, and then there are all the shades of greens imaginable.
I’ve actually been to Bright, a long, long time ago. I was about 8, and went with my parents and another family, but it was in summer. The photos show heat, swimming in rivers, eating ice creams, and a cute little dog we befriended named Bingo, as well as a New Years Eve celebration complete with fireworks.
Today, we drove to Bright.
What will our photos show?:
Fallen leaves. Trees of every colour. People rugged up in jackets, beanies and scarves. Long track walks and mountains in the distance.
I stood on the sand after 4pm, telling baby girl’s friend’s mum, that it was in fact my third visit to the sea and sand that day.
“Oh, you poor thing,” she teased.
I did in fact, feel bad to say it out loud. 3 beach visits in a day? Gee, sounds stressful!
But it happened rather randomly and unexpectedly, and the way it happened felt like it was MEANT to happen.
Maybe because things have been so shit for some time, the Universe aligned to give me a great, sunshine-y day. 🌞
I had important errands this morning after school drop-off, and after they were done I grabbed an egg and bacon toastie from Banjo’s, a cappuccino from Store Fifteen, and walked on down to the beach.
I’d had an egg and bacon toastie from Banjo’s YONKS ago,and back then it had blown my mind. Well it was pretty delish today, not really any mind-blowing, but that’s because I think I had cheese then, and not today.
Having not had any food since waking up, that brekkie on the beach was the best thing ever. I made friends with the seagulls, squinted into the sun, and watched a sea plane land in the water! It was incredible.
Then my sister and parents visited after lunch, with the sole purpose being, ‘a beach visit.’
So, again. First it had been Mothers.
This time, Mills.
I really loved that my parents seemed to enjoy it. Sis enjoyed it of course, for sure, she loves the water as I do. She dipped her feet into the mild waters, and Dad even did a light jog alongside the water, which we were rapt to see.
I went to pick up baby girl from school hours later, looking forward to a chill afternoon. The last few days had been pretty busy.
But she and her friend had another plan in mind.
They wanted a beach playdate!
And so we found ourselves at Mills again, 30 minutes later. 🤦♀️
The water was colder, and the tide had come in so much, it actually blew my mind how short the span of sand now was. But us Mums sat and talked, the girls wade through the waters looking for so-called pearls, they made sandcastles, and we saw what we were pretty sure were dolphins, far off in the waters, spraying up water! Unbelievable.
3 beach visits. I know I’ve had 2 in a day before, but this is taking the cake, AND for the last day of April, in Autumn… just wow.
And it may seem overly boastful, or excessive… but trust me, with the way things have gone since last year, I need about 54 beach visits in a day to make up for all the hard times that have transpired.
But 3 is good for now. I’ll raincheck the rest. 😉
But now, I AM BUGGERED. Think I’ll stay home and do lots of washing tomorrow… 😂
Two appointments on the other side of town, visiting my parents and sister and fam in between that, and then a big writers meet-up at the end of the night back home.
It’s been a lot.
It’s been a day of a lot of things. Hope. New directions. New people. New plans.
I’m a glass half-full gal, and things are starting to feel right. That glass is filling up again.
With HOPE. 🤞
I’m going on, rambling a bit, I know. I just don’t really know where to rest my creative mind, to release these thoughts from, what to centre on when much has given me happiness today.
But I will talk about nature, because it inspires me.
Specifically, my parents and my sister’s backyard.
I used to love spending time in the backyard of my childhood home. All those memories, all those fun times, so much joy within those trees and the shady spots. I was amazed and surprised then, when I found myself loving my parents’ NEW backyard, finding beauty in little pockets of grass, verdant greenery full and lush underneath your feet, life brimming and blooming from the smallest spring of herb, to a wide-reaching leaf of a fern.
That beauty extends equally to my sister’s backyard.
I was admiring this gorgeous tree, sprouting golden Autumn leaves. We were in her backyard sitting and talking, and so many times I was accidentally witness to a yellow leaf floating easily to the ground.
Before my very eyes.
It was a magical sight.
And I realised later when I headed off, how I find beauty in both of their backyards, and how that must mean something more… for those we love, we find the beauty inherent everywhere, all around them, because they are love.
We are doing renovations at the moment… small ones, yet they will hopefully be long, beautiful and lasting.
(On us, or our backyard do you think????)
One day I hope, someone will look at our yard and see the beauty lying in wait, wanting to be found.
These are the lyrics sung by Queen in the song ‘The Night Comes Down’ on their self-titled first album.
And I can’t help but think of these lyrics when looking out at the sky tonight.
The sky, which came darker, earlier. I can’t lie and tell you I’m jumping for joy over the thought of reduced daylight hours, colder days and cooler nights, shivering as I head outside instead of relaxing in overabundant warmth.
But the older I get, the more I am coming to appreciate all of the seasons.
The last 6 months have been crazy. We’ve gone from a covid world, to attempting a life back to ‘normal’ following super-tight restrictions.
We all went a bit crazy. We’ve tried to cram in as much as we can, as much outside/social/happening time as we can, because you know, you just don’t know.
We don’t know what is in store for us. In life, and in covid.
And so the last 6 months, which have honestly been horrific-ly long at times, while also being stunningly beautiful, well I won’t mind to see the back of as daylight fades a bit.
I am feeling up for some mellower days. Staying in. Watching Netflix. Board games. Reality TV. Shopping where I’m not sad to be missing out on the outdoors. Catch-ups with family and friends, sitting around the table and sharing our woes, our laughter.
There is a season for every moment. I am coming to appreciate the different aspects of each, instead of only holding on stubbornly to Summer.
Every season brings with it something beautiful. It’s up to each of us individually, to find out what that ‘something’ is.
With a day like today, how could we not go outside?
We HAD to get outside!
First, a bit of a longer walk this time. I love how we can go in the same direction, and yet depending on where we turn, we can pick from like 7 different walk around the block options!
We decided to go further and walk through a nearby park… and even without the freedom for baby girl to run onto the play equipment and have a swing, a slide, and climb across the monkey bars, it was still enjoyable walking by in the late afternoon sun.
And then, the CHALK. You know as a part of my recent Target order,I got 4 packs of chalk.
I AM NOT ASHAMED.
I couldn’t find it anywhere. ANYWHERE during the height of the chalk phase weeks ago.
So I was damn well going to catch up.
So we prettied our driveway, and the footpath in front of our house.
And then made a hopscotch leading up to our front door.
The rule is, you MUST hopscotch your way to the door… no ifs, ands or buts.