#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. 🤦‍♀️

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… 😂

#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. 💖📚🏖

#1858 The belated ice cream cone

A few weeks ago when we were at the beach, the ice cream van rocked up.

Playing its ice cream music melody, LOUDLY, from the car park, like a good 300 metres away… from across the water, across the sand.

We watched it eagerly for about 15 seconds, before deciding, to hell with it.

It was close to dinnertime… but we wanted ice cream!

Baby girl and I started heading over to our bags to grab some money and hail the driver down.

We hadn’t even reached dry sand… we were still in shallow waters, when we saw the van reverse…

And then drive off.

???

He had been there all of 2 minutes! Give people a chance to walk over! Geez!

My ice cream van desire had been ignited. It was well and truly, LIT.

Well, fast forward to today. Today after school to be precise. We had a little catch-up, a little playdate with baby girl and her friend (because they don’t see each other enough at school), and situated on the side of the park we visited, was a van.

The ice cream van!

Well guess what we did?

You know which one mine is? The choc nut. There is nothing better than vanilla ice cream dipped in chocolate, then having nuts sprinkled all over it…. YUM YUM YUM.

And I’m pretty sure this is the same ice cream van that ran away from us the other day…

We caught up to you, didn’t we?

🤣🍨

#1848 The beachside market

It was grey, and even drizzly as we left the house, but that wasn’t going to stop us.

Neither did it affect the herds of people walking blocks and blocks to get to the Mt Martha South Beach Market today.

It’s a beautiful little beachside market with great water views, a real village feel, and baby girl and I wandered about, smelling this, touching that, ooh-ing and ahh-ing as required, and then also…

EATING THIS.

You know those spiral spuds that you find at any kind of outdoor, food truck dependant event? Baby girl loves those. As soon as she saw there were food trucks, she was suddenly hungry, and it wasn’t even lunchtime yet.

We walked around some more before I caved in. Hell, even I wanted a spiral-y spud.

We took our skewered potato and sat on a bit of a hill, not even facing the market behind us… because the view in front was so much better.

So much of my days are spent trying to get as much done as possible… ticking things off my list, running from one task to the next…

But here, we just sat. I moved all else from my mind. Felt the damp grass on my butt. Slight sprinkling of water on my head.

It was a lovely moment. 💖

#1847 Summer in Autumn

With these Summer-like days that are not in Summer, it’s best to make the most out of every warm opportunity we can.

We headed over to a lovely beachside park not too far from home, and enjoyed the simple luxury of discovering a new place, getting out and about, and being with loved ones… just, US. 💖

#1830 Me time, beach time

At least once a year, I try to do a beach visit ON MY LONESOME.

You might think that is soooo easy living by the beach and all… but let me explain.

I am a Mum, so I have Mum duties. Baby girl has to be at school.

I am a wife, so I have wife duties. Hubbie has to be at work.

I do everything else around the house, so like, it has to be a chore ‘light’ day…

I work, so it needs to be a work free day.

We live in Melbourne, so we need to have good weather…

😮😮🤣🤣

AND if all of THAT wasn’t enough, we are living in the time of corona, so we need Dan to let us go to the beach!

Phew. That’s a long list.

Can you see why I only aim for once a year?

Maybe in due time, more solo visits will be possible. Maybe yes, maybe no.

All I know is, I chilled for an hour or two…

read a book…

dipped my toes into the warm water…

let the sun beat down on me…

and closed my eyes to the swirl of waves, wind and little kids squealing around me.

The sound was so full. But my mind was so peaceful. 💖🏖

#1829 Water balloon fight!

It was hot. I really wanted to go to the beach today.

But, we were still under restrictions. Beach-going, felt like a no-no.

I had read an article the other day where it was explicitly stated that sunbathing wasn’t allowed.

But beach… it’s exercise, right? In some ways it was just like taking your kids to the park, and that was allowed. I put the idea to Hubbie – why don’t we walk through the shallow waters of the beach, across the whole expanse of beach, and then turn around and go back?

And we’ll just conveniently be holding towels and wearing our swimsuits?

His answer was definite.

“If I’m going to the beach I want to sit down!”

Fair enough. He had been running around all day, so he kinda didn’t wanna be running around more, plus in HEAT.

But then I got another idea…

Water balloons!

Baby girl was rapt. I’m sure her excited squeals could be held all the way down the street, as we pelted each other with balloons in the backyard. It was a WHOLE HEAP of fun, and it actually did cool us down, so much so that we were pretty good the rest of the day.

There. A totally inventive and fun way to keep chill. And there’s exercise involved there too, so you don’t miss out… all the bending over and picking up of broken balloon bits off your backyard grass, later.

🤣

#1822 Reasons why I love living near the beach no. 4

Oh God. All my reasons why I love living by the beach are pretty much the same, with like, two or three very minor differences.

Convenience again, rears its head. Well of course. It is the super convenient to live by the beach, because of the proximity, right?

Today Hubbie and I had a day off, and we decided given the fact that Summer appears to disappear on weekends lately (only reappearing during the working week, have you noticed?) any family time beach visits on let’s say a Sunday, have been pretty impossible.

But when you’ve had the day off, and you live by the beach, well…

We put on our beach gear under our clothes, and waited for baby girl to run up to us after school and work it out herself.

We weren’t even at the car when she realised WHERE we were going.

Yep. Straight to the beach. No home stop here… it breaks the flow. I bring her swimwear, change her in the car park, towels, sunscreen and snacks and water bottles are brought along… and that is MORE than enough.

We ended up staying for longer than we thought we would, when surprisingly baby girl’s school friend turned up…

And then MORE shenanigans ensued.

The water was perfect… the air was still… the sun was shining…

We don’t have to wait until the weekend for the beach. In Melbourne, we aren’t granted with that luxury. Summer comes, and Summer goes, even within the month of Summer.

So making the most of it when we can, mid-week, after school… I just love it. 💖💖🏖🏖

#1807 Restless day

Today I was incredibly restless.

It was grey, there was wispy rain. Some of it may have had to do with the interrupted night – a man actually died in a horrible crash outside our home last night. There were emergency services everywhere past midnight.

The low mood carried into the day.

We didn’t want to do anything… yet being free, off work, together, we felt we HAD to do something.

Yet we couldn’t be bothered.

Look at this precious life we are granted! And to waste it away on days, doing nothing, lounging around, yawning, and crying “bored,” when we have just been privy to another life being snatched away?

But that’s assuming life is meant to be busy. Full of stuff. Running around.

Life can be just as beautiful, and just as meaningful, by enjoying the things around you. Taking a pause. Breathing in deeply. And respecting our earth.

So we took a walk. To clear our heads, process our thoughts, and connect ourselves to the ground on which we walk on every day.

The water was there too. We may not have touched it, but we felt the force of the wind as it rippled across it, smelt the sea air, and knew that no matter how beautiful it looked, those waters were merciless.

The danger is so far, but a wrong step from the lookout, and it can come running up to our faces with a loud smack.

Life can change so easily my friends. Take care out there, and enjoy whatever it is that makes you happy… yes, even if it means lying on the couch.

Sometimes we need that too… only as long as we get back up again. 💪