#2039 Signs of Spring no.4

Here as some cool snaps from today.

From our front yard:

The orchid features again, and we have so many birds of paradise, two of them are even kissing like above. β¬†πŸ’‹β¬†

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.

Love Spring. πŸ’–πŸŒΉπŸ’πŸŒ·πŸƒπŸŒΏ

#2023 Still getting there

As we almost close the book on August, I’m both happy and sad.

Happy that Spring is so near, as evidenced today with the sun shining through the windows most of the day, and Mister F finding a lazy spot to rest his head while basking in the light.

But I’m sad, because all that we wanted for this month has been lost yet again, and once again the month is over.

There’s a lot of letting go, and yet there’s still hope. As the warmth becomes more constant and familiar, I hope it takes away all of the uncertainty, the frustration, and the pain, replacing it with only…

LIGHT.

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#2015 Back to the footpath

When baby girl asked me to draw with chalk with her on the driveway, initially I was thinking only suns and rainbows.

But then something struck me.

I was thinking of something friendly to write for all those that would walk by, initially chalking up a yellow “Hello!”

But then I realised, I had done this before.

Thought of something inspirational that would be chalked up. 😊

So I went there again. I took one quote from my inventory of rainy day quotes, and on this spectacularly Spring-like Winter’s Day, wrote the following:

“Natures shines brighter after the storm.”

I took particular pleasure in seeing people bend their heads down to read what I had written at the bottom of the driveway, and one girl even passed our house, got to our neighbours, then made the effort to come back and tell us she loved our work!

Awwww.

I know there is rain forecast tonight, so it will most likely wash away…

But I’m used to things like that. The intent is still there. πŸ’–

#2010 Springtime at night

Ahhh.

About an hour ago we stepped outside to take our cat Mister F to bed… πŸ’–πŸ˜»

And the scent of springtime just HIT ME.

It came from our neighbours’ trees, overlooking the side of our house and almost hanging over the fence. Branches mostly bare, but oh my, the tips were bursting with white and pink buds, just sparkling in the night sky.

So, so beautiful.

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#1724 Day 226 of getting there: First 2020 Beach Day

I’m calling it!

And it’s not even a Summer beach day…

It’s a Spring beach day!

Winning!

(For myself and half the state today, it seemed πŸ™„…)

November 3rd.

Now, it’s not the earliest beach visit we’ve ever made post-cold weather. In 2017 we got there mid-October, which I consider a feat with all of those freezing cold Spring mornings.

But 2017 didn’t have covid either.

EVERYONE was at the beach today. We also popped down, chilled for a couple of hours, dipped our toes in the not-yet-warm, icy waters, and just breathed.

It felt like we were on holiday time.

There was the beach visit.

We were all home.

It was warm, hot.

Hubbie had 2 days off IN A ROW, that is cause for celebration!

(I had to keep reminding myself that baby girl goes to school tomorrow!)

It seriously felt like we were on extended holiday. And it made it all the more sweeter, because we were home.

This is why we moved. To get more of this. The last few months have been challenging to say the least, and I have more obstacles to overcome, and more hurdles to jump ’til I can say I am finally there.

But today gave me a taste of the beautiful life that is to come.

And it’s seriously, beautiful. 😍

#1688 Day 190 of getting there: Spring walk to the park

You know what’s better than a fresh spring walk around the block?

Well, a fresh spring walk around the block, that leads to a park!

Today was park 4 out of the 5 within our 5kms. It was spur of the moment, as baby girl and I were chasing sunshine-y spots in the late afternoon sun along the footpath, and I knew that taking a longer route, would also lead us to the very well lit up park not too far from home.

She was all too happy to take that detour. 😁

I’m just so tired of being in the box. Of being in the box known as home. Gee, I love our home, and what we have created, and what we are creating…

But shit. You need a break. I need a break.

I wanted the sun on my face.

I wanted to feel the early evening chill start to settle around us.

I wanted to feel the cold seep through my clothes.

I wanted to move my body, and stretch, and look upwards, shield my eyes from the sky, hide from magpies, and look for the regular neighbourhood cats that we just know would be friends with our mate Mister F if they lived closer.

I wanted to do, and feel it all. And we did. πŸ’–