There is something so serene about the evening waters reflecting a sunset sky.
It looks so magical, peaceful, beautiful.
Topping it off is the chimney on the left, blowing up smoke.
Winter is on its way, but gee aren’t these nights grand. 😍
The sunset and sky tonight were spectacular. Clouds included too. The formation was truly magical and out of this world.
I don’t have a photo to share with you. You’ll just have to trust me on this one. 💖
I don’t spend a lot of time on our balcony lately, nor do I get a chance to just stare out our windows at the watery horizon beyond.
And this week is a hectic week for us, the week leading up to baby boy’s christening. Things are crazy busy with an 11 month-old and10 year-old, without throwing a special once-in-a-lifetime event like this in the mix (because whereas other things happen time and time again in a lifetime, a baby is christened only once, you see).
So it wouldn’t surprise you that I have been trying to pack up Christmas stuff for over a week now. 🤣 I always wait until after Orthodox Christmas, but I have waited extra (accidentally, lol) and today I finally got everything packed up and away, yay!
One of the last things to go was the outdoor lighting. I have lights hanging off the balcony, and following dinner I went upstairs to sit on the planks and de-thread them from the balcony wire.
Baby girl, Hubbie and baby boy joined me there, and were even talking to me from ground level below. They were pointing out the water, the sky, the sun reflecting off the water… even though I was busy busy busy, I stopped, for only a second.
It sure was beautiful.
And no, I have no picture, (I was too busy, remember) the picture is in my mind. A partly cloudy/sunny day, the sun directly shining on the water, summer in the air, and ease all around.
I love this place. I will always try and enjoy it, even when I’m crazy busy like today.🙏🌅
I had a weird moment this morning. I was doing the morning nap pram walk with baby boy, and suddenly felt like a tourist in my own neighbourhood.
Everything felt and looked different. I felt the way I did when we would go away, and look around at a new place and wonder how it was to live there.
But I did live there. There was here.
I had the sudden urge to reconnect with nature. I’ve been finding some things hard lately, and just like that, it was there, the answer, the way I could start to feel better, like myself again…
I wanted to walk on the sand, get my feet really stuck into it.
Of course, I realised immediately that could not happen unless I had the whole family with me, as I needed Hubbie there to help with the kids so that we could even get down to the beach.
So on I went, thinking how what I really needed to feel better, was out of reach.
Then stuff happened throughout the day. And I was annoyed. Irritated. Frustrated.
I then heard sad news. Then, even sadder news.
I started to count my blessings, not my problems.
…
We all stepped out onto the deck this evening as I put some washing out. It was right before baby boy’s bedtime, and Hubbie held him in his lap, baby boy looking around happily. He had been cranky all day, but now in his Dad’s lap, the gentle mild breeze blowing over us, he looked so content.
He was feeling good in the evening air. Even he needed the outdoors.
As soon as he was asleep and I’d had my dinner, I stepped outside too.
I looked at the sky above my head. The sunset. I breathed in, then I breathed out.
I used to do this often, but it had been so long since. I’d stay outside on a warm night ’til the insects grew noisy and the horizon got dark.
When I was pregnant we would sit out the front of the house.
Before that, we would sit outside with our toddler baby girl.
Before that, it was just me and Hubbie sitting outside of our first home.
I cast my mind back. Before that, I used to sit on the front porch of my childhood home, my parent’s old house.
And there it was. That feeling of home. The peace of sitting outside in nature was linked with my childhood memories, and I suddenly realised why my soul craved it so much.
It needed to return to home.
Sure I wasn’t at the beach with my feet sinking into the ground, but my want of nature was deeper than just sand… it wanted to get out there, full stop.
I spent some time this evening out there. Not thinking of the next job to do, or stressing if baby boy would wake up early, or anything really… I just breathed.
I was in the moment, but I was also back there. 💖🙏🌅🌴
This is the sunset you get when you hope, and never give up.
It says ‘thank you, keep going, I have more in store.’ 🙏🌅🥰❤
Sometimes at the end of a long, hard day, all you need is one thing…
One thing to remind you of beauty, of love, life, and the bigger picture.
This sunset reset me tonight.
You know what makes these sunset photos all the more beautiful?
I took them one-handed.
Baby boy in my other arm. 🥰🥰
Doesn’t that make them so much more special? I definitely enjoy them more for it. 🙏❤
I haven’t posted a sky pic in a while.
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.
Pinks and blues, pinks and blues. 🥰😍
Excuse my almost-French, but look at that f#*king sky!
No filters. No special effects. No fanciful stuff. Just a basic 3-year-old phone and gorgeous Mother Nature strutting her stuff, doing what she does best.
Let’s zoom in just a little.
Ahhh. Just truly amazing! This might have to go in the best ever photo file. 😉
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