#1856 Writerly wanderings

Finally, a DAY OFF.

A day without jobs. A day without appointments. A day without anything really urgent to do, where I could just let my feet lead me wherever they felt the pull.

It was EXACTLY what I needed.

I dropped off baby girl at school. The clouds were parting, and the sun was already starting to kick in. I kinda drove aimlessly, yet at the same time knowing precisely where I was headed.

To the water.

I walked. I sat. I looked around. I thought. I felt the burn in my legs as I walked up stairs, up red-earth cliff faces that showed sand and dust so raw and bright as the earth’s core.

Later I went to the grocery shop… sure, a job, but I did it slowly, and ambled around the store, with more ‘me time’ in mind…

I got myself a takeaway coffee, and at home headed up to the balcony to research, edit and read and write, for almost 2 hours.

Ahhh.

I felt at home. When everything else around me crumbles and falls, things don’t work out the way I’d like, and the future feels uncertain, confusing, and I feel lost… my writing makes me happy.

It’s that one guarantee, that one escape, that one thing, that makes me so light and free.

It makes me feel at home. The process brings me such joy, and I don’t even need to tell you what I did the rest of the day…

Because wandering, writing, musing. Bringing myself back to centre, made me, ME again. That is enough.

😁💖

#1828 Balcony brekkie

So what else does one do when you’re locked at home, it’s beautiful weather…

Did I mention locked at home? 🤣

Well, kind of. Many Melburnians would agree with me. Others would call me over-dramatic, but I am a writer so…

LOL.

With not much to do, and with so much time to do it, I looked outside, felt the air, and said to baby girl:

“Why don’t we eat breakfast on the balcony?”

It’s a nicer experience actually, without the gazillion cars going by. I actually don’t really notice them, it’s only that Hubbie loves to bring it to our attentions time and time again.

The cars, oh man, the cars. God help us, THE CARS.

But now, during lockdown? There are minimal cars.

It made our tea, toast and toy experience that much more serene, peaceful, and chilled, up there, on a day where we didn’t do much, AT ALL.

Hey, maybe we schedule snap lockdowns once a month, just so we can get some time off? Anyone?

Ok I’ll duck –

#1751 My balcony moment

I’m feeling a little sheepish, because I didn’t get to capture the most peaceful and beautiful part of my day.

But like many things in life, just because it wasn’t snapped, 📸 doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.

The heart can tell it happened.

I find this happens in the most perfect moments. Those where we are free, going with the flow, living from within our purpose.

And we don’t have a camera on us.

AND running off to grab a camera, well it kinda defeats the purpose of being calm, free and all.

But it happened today. I had a coffee up on the balcony as the sun was approaching midday point, so half of the balcony was still in shadow…

But the other half was lit up.

I moved my chair to the part where it SHONE. MOVED IT RIGHT UP.

And I sipped my coffee.

I thanked my lucky stars that I was enjoying this beautiful moment, up high, right under birds as their wings flapped above me, dragonflies whizzing about in the garden below me with butterflies gently meandering, the waters shimmering in the horizon, with the still and warm air enveloping me in a gentle embrace…

While my coffee got me buzzing. 🤩

Still, I was calm. I was grateful.

The sun was shining on me.

That was all I needed.

#1706 Day 208 of getting there: alone again

It’s been something like 4 months since I’ve had alone time.

I mean alone in the sense of, no hubbie, no baby girl, and NO WORK.

Proper, nothing time.

Because things have been so up and down lately, I didn’t even plan my day out.

It was all, go with the flow.

Enjoy a coffee in the backyard.

Pat the cat Mister F.

Talk to the bird orange-cheeks.

Have a big ol’ long convo on the phone.

Potter around the house.

Watch TV.

Lunch on the balcony.

Meditate.

It was a real chill, real down and taking it easy day, and I very much needed it. 💖

#1675 Day 177 of getting there: work-lunch-sun

You can’t go to the park every day, as much as you’ve missed it for the past couple months.

Some days it’s busier. Work. Home stuff. This and that. A busy night. Routines for all of the family.

The sun can be beckoning, the day will be still and silent, but still, you can’t silence the busy-ness.

That was my day today. I knew we couldn’t park’ as we did yesterday.

So what did I do?

At lunchtime, I took my meal upstairs to the balcony…

And I enjoyed my lunch break there!

I still enjoyed the sun, and I got away from the screen, something I definitely had to do after the morning I had.

Perks from working at home? Love it. 💖

#1670 Day 172 of getting there: the balcony ukelele

I don’t have a photo to share with you about today’s gratitude.

But just sit with me, and listen as I talk you through it.

Imagine… the sun is bright. It’s 3:30, so the sun is just past it’s halfway point in the sky.

Still, it’s blinding.

Not a whisper of a breeze. Nothing. The horizon is clear. You can see the blue waters of Port Phillip Bay.

I am on the balcony.

I am relaxed. Breathing deeply. I’ve just finished work, so all the day’s rushing and routine is melting away under the heat.

But my empty coffee cup sits on the small table in front of me, so I’m starting to perk up too.

Baby girl is sitting next to me… with a toy ukelele. She strums it, showing me how she can do so with both hands.

“Sing a song Mum,” she goes.

“Mama,” I begin. “Ooooh.”

But I realise the words will go dark soon, and with only me and baby girl there, it’ll be even louder.

“I’ve got another one.

Love of my life, don’t leave me

You’ve stolen my love, you now desert me…”

And so I went singing a few more Freddie lyrics, while baby girl strummed the ukelele.

It was the sweetest, loveliest little moment. I actually wished I was a professional singer, as the practise of singing along to an instrument felt so soothing and special.

“That was beautiful honey,” I said. “But I don’t think I’ll give up my day job.”

😉

Still, that little musical moment made my day. 💖

#1656 Day 158 of getting there: shelter from the storm

All of a sudden, it just happened.

Baby girl and I had been working on her new Frozen lego set, when the the wind picked up intensity and the rain started to pour.

When we looked outside, we saw currents of rain being thrown about like someone tossing buckets of water about with no real method – here there and everywhere.

It was madness.

I mean, the day had started off alright. Windy, but sunny. Looking out of the window was pleasant when it was bright, wind or no wind.

But this? This was hellish. This was… crazy. Up on the balcony, I happened to hit record on my phone, and the chairs that always sit there fell over…

They never fall over!

Except for today of course.

Oh. It was scary, crazy, but kinda cool to look at, from inside looking out…

Just another time when I am grateful to be all locked up. Sheltered from the storm.

#1646 Day 148 of getting there: extending the birthday sweetness

What is the only good reason to be woken by someone knocking the door in the morning?

Why, if it’s a surprise birthday package for you!

And what can be better, than enjoying a coffee break up on your balcony?

Well, enjoying the treats you got from your morning wake up call!

😉😉

I was so surprised this morning to find a package at the front door. I guess you kind of expect a little bit of festivities and surprise on your birthday, even leading up to it… but today, I was like, what, more?

How fun!

I mean, I do tell baby girl repeatedly that our birthday doesn’t just fall on one day… we can celebrate the week leading up to, the week after, and hell, while we’re there let’s just take the whole month and claim it as our own shall we?

My beautiful cousin helped us spread that much-needed iso birthday happiness a bit longer, by sending us an absolutely stunning bouquet of flowers, and array of sweet treats to match…

From one of my fave local cafes!

Like, how did she know?

Baby girl and I picked a couple of treats and took them up on the balcony today, trying to take in as much Winter sun as we could while we sipped our coffee/babycino…

And they were sooo good. Baby girl got this huge sugar rush afterwards, she just couldn’t stop laughing.

Laugh honey, laugh. There will be plenty more to laugh about and be happy for when this passes.

I’m so grateful for kind-hearted people that remember you, and try to lift you up.

Thank you beautiful cuz. 💖🥰

#1639 Day 141 of getting there: blinded by the balcony light

There’s nothing quite like counteracting the dark…

With light.

Inside…

With outside.

Still air…

With fresh air.

Work…

With NO WORK.

After I finished my shift today baby girl and I headed upstairs to enjoy our coffee break on the balcony. The sun shone right into my eyes, so much so that I could barely see…

But I didn’t care.

I had the bay. I had coffee. I had sunshine.

I had baby girl.

We had August. We still have it, no matter what the world does or says.

It’s still ours.

And we sat there, surrounded by crisp air and blinding sunshine, taking it all in… 💖

#1615 Day 117 of getting there: The balcony and the bay with baby girl

We sat upstairs, sipping our coffee and babycino out on the balcony this afternoon…

While chowing down home-made muffins drizzled with nutella.

Dainty, yet unforgiving when it comes to food.

That’s how us girls roll.

The bay was foggy. It blended in with the sky, ALL DAY. To say there was water there, well, a non-local wouldn’t believe it.

Even as the sun tried to shine through the clouds, and the fog started to lift… just a little…

We turned our back to it. She sat in my lap, and we mucked around, checking things on my phone, looking at nearby spider webs, tickling each other, laughing, and just generally having fun.

But not the bay. We didn’t look at it.

We turned our backs to it all.

The fog.

The outside world.

Corona.

The horrible news were were hearing each and every day.

Even with the water, kind of, but not really there before us, we looked away.

We decided to only look at each other.

Because at the very base of it, that’s all you need.

I hope you also have someone to look at over the next few weeks…

Photo by Peter Robinson on Pexels.com

(Not our bay, remember, we weren’t looking. 😉 )