I guess I’ve been very caught up in more pressing matters. 🤰But tonight I saw this sky, and I just loved the spotted purple clouds, reminiscent of faraway places and kingdoms where dreams and fairy tales come true on the daily, the immediate blue of the sky making way for the colours to turn to lilac, then pink, then peach… and then the horizon of a deep purple ocean.
It really did look like a fantasy. Then I realised, it was, and it was real. I was seeing it with my own eyes.
Those fantasies and dreams are as true in real life as they are in the fairy tales.
You know when you’re anticipating a day off, and all the great things you can do, like catch-up on odd jobs, indulge in some me time, be productive, you know, a bit of everything?
Yeah, and you know when you’re planning the above, but then you don’t feel well so you DO NOTHING?
Uh huh. The latter for me today.
I was sitting in the yard and trying to get the afternoon sun to heal me as I sat with music softly playing out of my phone, thinking this ain’t too bad if I didn’t feel like shit…
And then something occurred to me. The day. The date.
5 years ago this day I had been anything but lazing about. Because 5 years ago on this day, we had been moving from one side of the city, to the other side.
It was our moving day anniversary.
In honour of it, I suggested a small walk around the block after dinner, since I was starting to feel somewhat better.
The view of the sky as we left.
And the view of it when we came back.
Those clouds look like little cities in the sky. Civilisations as well as so many dreams floating above us every which way.
And though I’ve been looking at the same sky ever since, the colours always change. Even within a matter of moments, a matter of minutes. It all takes shape and shifts. It changes, never stays the same.
And life mimics the movement. Life is always changing, the colours within it are always changing, but yet that sky…
It’s the backdrop to life, the thing I assess my days against. The sky that reminds me of a greater purpose to everything and how small we are in the world in comparison.
5 years of that sky. What other colours is it yet to show me?
The orchid features again, and we have so many birds of paradise, two of them are even kissing like above. ⬆💋⬆
And this is a tree that folds over the fence from our neighbours’ yard. Every year I eagerly anticipate it blooming like this: pink and white, so bright and beautiful.
It only lasts a few weeks at most, but it makes that whole area look sooo pretty.
Lastly, a couple more at the front of the house. Our kinda recently transplanted olive tree, doing well, and a tiny plum tree, recently planted, already blossoming.
It’s common practice by now, that many times I go upstairs to our bedroom in the fading light of the evening, only to halt, charge back down the stairs, and then run back up them, taking two steps at a time.
Baby girl is on a loom band bracelet making FRENZY.
When I took those photos tonight she had made 27.
Then she went and made more!
She is finding such joy in it. I can see how happy it makes her, and I love how the thrill of making bracelets of different colour and length is keeping her busy while satisfying some deep creative urge in her.
She even meticulously organised her loom band box with all the different bands, all by herself, so that it is now colour-coded and everything looks perfect.
OCD-central.
That’s my girl. 😉🥇
Seriously, place your orders in! We have a colour for every occasion. 🔴🔵🟢🟡🟣🟠
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.
A hair colour is as good as a holiday, isn’t that what they say?
(Something like that?)
I had a few things change today, appointments cancelled on me… and as I walked back to my car after dropping off baby girl at school, it occurred to me –
I could get my hair done!
It was last minute, sure.
But also, it was Tuesday. A drizzly, cloudy Tuesday morning.
Not a busy, let’s-get-this-party-started Saturday.
I called the hairdressers, and guess what?
They were free!
I’ve been chocolate brown for sooo long. But I’ve had this really super annoying thing, where these lighter coloured pieces of hair keep stubbornly making their way to my hairline, mostly at the front, and like I said, it’s REALLY ANNOYING…
😂👩🦳
I mixed it up a bit and put very light foils through my hair, highlighting lighter bits throughout, that should help detract the eye when those annoying lighter ones decide to poke on through again…
It was Easter Hat parade day at baby girl’s school!
It was honestly such a joy to watch.
This time last year they were homeschooling and being told to make a hat to parade around home…
This year they could get creative again, but show it off at school in style!
I honestly love the school. During the parade event they make Easter jokes, there’s an Easter raffle, human-sized puppets in the form of Olaf and Mario make their way around to greet the kids, and even the police arrive in their crime scene van with sirens blazing to bring the main man.
Or should I say, the main BUNNY.
It was an Easter love fest, and the icing on the hot cross bun was watching the kids proudly showcase their hats as they walked around the oval, baby girl included. 😍
The Easter inspiration continued tonight. The sky was vibrant, reminding me of a rainbow, just without those segmented arcs of colour. And then we took a late walk around the block, and as it got darker, it was still beautiful.
This is our fifth Autumn in our Sea change location. I’ve gotten used to the yin and yang, the ebb and flow of things, the extreme contrasts we experience in the weather here, day in and day out.
Well, you can’t ever really know what to expect from Melbourne weather, can you? But, we’re ALL getting there, aren’t we?
And so, tonight.
I love the orange warmth that stretches across the sky.
The wispy grey clouds that lie lazily across the sharp blue impending night.
The glow on the horizon that lights up the rooms of our home.
The way the weather is slowly getting cooler, and yet the sky is getting even more beautiful.
carcrashgratitude 