#2343 The 6th day of Winter

As I write this, the wind is squealing outside.

Forecasters predict that temps will be 2 to 5 degrees cooler than the average June Winter temperature.


But we are here. In Winter. Dealing with it.

And I’d much rather be in it and dealing with it, because, I hate the process of approaching Winter.

Summer is fantastic. Summer is Saturday. Summer is the party. πŸ₯³πŸ₯³

Spring is great. Spring is Friday. Spring is when you plan your weekend. 😁

Even Winter is somewhat bearable. Shit and freezing cold, but bearable.

Winter is Monday. Yeah Monday is hard, but when you get up on Monday, you are able to somewhat get by with a super strong extra large coffee. Then you breathe out, and ahhh.

As you progress through Winter, it’s like you’re progressing through the weekdays…

July is Tuesday and Wednesday, and then August is Thursday. πŸ˜€

Hope springs forth. πŸͺ„

So, Winter is a bit like a hangover. πŸ˜’

But Autumn… oh God. I am in a state of mourning come March. It also gets worse as the Autumnal months progress. And I love Autumn, for the trees, the falling leaves, the beautiful colours in nature abundant!

But damn it, knowing that Winter is coming, is just plain depressing.

You know what day of the week Autumn is?


Sunday is worse than Monday!

And so these are the times we’re in right now… we’re at Monday, rugged up with three layers, knocking back the warm drinks, reminding ourselves that we are here, we’ve done it before, it’s not that bad (it’s not that bad) and we have the opportunity to chill, stay indoors, catch up on reading and home projects, Netflix all the days, and do all those kinds of things that make us feel guilty at sunnier times of year, while hibernating like a bear and sleeping as much as we can too.

Cheers to Monday. β˜•β˜• It’ll be Tuesday before we know it. πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰

#2321 Exploring Autumn vibes

It takes concerted effort to do things that feed your soul. Often if we just go with the flow, although there’s a certain relaxing element to it, we can lose sight of our days, our weeks, and time can easily slip away.

I’ve been wanting to go to the Dandenong Ranges for ages now. I’m always reminded of it in Autumn, one of the most beautiful times of the year… especially for a place with so many trees and variety of them.

We scheduled it in, and it finally happened today. We spent a lovely day in the hills, crunching leaves under our feet, walking into boutique shops, and eating the afternoon away.

It was way too short, so next time we’ll make it an overnight stay. 😁😁

#2293 22 points on Easter ’22

  1. Baking hot cross buns in the morning to enjoy for breakfast… our self-made family tradition.

2. Baby girl still believing in the Easter Bunny. 🐰

3. Hubbie and I successfully convincing her to hide out in her room in case the Easter Bunny arrives.

4. Baby girl having a ball looking for eggs around the yard. πŸ’–

5. Getting all the food ready in the morning to take to my parents (a feat in itself)

6. Having my parents well and healthy on this special day. πŸ™

7. Enjoying an Easter feast together.

8. REALLY REALLY REALLY enjoying the Riccadonna. πŸ₯‚

9. Enjoying sitting outdoors on this breezy Autumn day.

10. Finding a plant in my parents yard from my childhood.

11. “Op, Op, Op, Op, Opa Gangham Style!” πŸ’ƒ

12. D&Ms.

13. Exchanging Easter treats.

14. Eating Easter treats! Chocolate mousse, droooool.

15. But first, COFFEE. β˜•

16. Enjoying the cool change ’til light fades.

17. Bruce Springsteen songs that are fully self-indulgent.

18. Sharing the music love around the table. 🎢

19. Smacking mozzies silly with hands and sponges. πŸ˜‚

20. Planning to leave by 5, but leaving after 7pm. πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈπŸ˜‚

21. Patting Mister F when we got home. 😻

22. But the BEST thing to end the day, was the beautiful kissing game I played with baby girl at bedtime. She had her lips on my cheek, but not doing the smacking kissing sound, just pressing her lips there, so I was kissing her all over her face, before she would grab my face and hold her lips to my cheek again, and around and around we went, cacking ourselves silly.

THE BEST. πŸ’–πŸ’–

Happy Easter to all who celebrate today. πŸ°πŸ’–πŸ₯°πŸ’

#1920 Shiny, happy and BRIGHT

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.

And so far, I am loving it. πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸŒ³πŸŒ³

#1908 Psychedelic sunset

Psychedelia. Derived from the Ancient Greek words that translate to “soul,” and “to make visible, to reveal.”

Autumn sunsets can be so striking.

This evening:

Then, 20 minutes later:

Look at that orange hue on the water. It’s gorgeous. 😍😍

#1901 3 beach day

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. πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈ

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. πŸ˜‰

But now, I AM BUGGERED. Think I’ll stay home and do lots of washing tomorrow… πŸ˜‚

#1899 Hope in another backyard

I’ve had a pretty crazy day.

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.

I hope we find it there too. πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸŒ³πŸŒ³

#1876 The light in darker days

“Oh, oh, the night comes down…

And it’s dark again.”

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.


#1873 April sun in Melbourne

Well would you look at that?

An April beach day!

WHAT? And on the Easter long weekend. Sure we live near the beach, so heading there is often easier to manage than if we lived let’s say an hour away…

But still, you have to be free.

AVAILABLE. When Melbourne decides to turn it on.

And so to get a beautiful and warm summer’s day, in Autumn, in April, on a public holiday, Good Friday no less…

It sure was a Good Friday. We bathed in the sun, and I even read a book (for 5 minutes)…

But still! I read.

And I loved it. πŸ’–πŸ“šπŸ–

#1861 Top therapy

I’m fine when the weather is in extremes.

Too hot – have clothes.

Too cold – have clothes.

But that in-between weather that is so characteristic of Autumn and Spring…?

I’m quite, meh.

Then throw in COVID. It was over a year ago now when I got my new job, and I went out and bought like, two new tops…

Only to then go and work from home for 52 weeks of the year.

Oh, wait…

So, it’s Autumn again. And I’ve barely bought anything all year. Some socks, undies, a fancy dress for a special occasion.

That’s pretty much it!

I really needed some in-between tops.

Some t-shirts. Something new. I didn’t actually just want it…

I actually, needed it. From the depths of my soul, it was SOOOOOO necessary.

So today, retail therapy was had.

And you know what? There were specials, I had a voucher too, so much so that my three tops came to the price of…


Yep. I cannot believe it either. I’m so happy I have some new stuff in my wardrobe, but I’m even happier that it came at a measly price!