#1434 The Mermaid

Today I’m grateful for… the mermaid.

What? I hear you ask. “You mean Ariel, the animated character, surely.”

Nope.

A real-life mermaid.

Well, as real as anyone is gonna get to, according to those who were at Seaford beach today.

Baby girl and I met up with some family friends there, to see the event that was Tarielle, the mermaid, swim to shore and talk about mermaid life.

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And pose for pictures, of course!

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It was quite the spectacle. About a hundred parents and children gathered after 1pm to watch the shimmery figure of Tarielle, swim up to the sand, with delighted and captivated kids barely able to contain themselves.

This girl mermaid was amazing. I can’t imagine the body strength required to swim in that… ‘fishtail,’ and sit at odd angles for 3 hours talking and posing, while making her tail splash intermittently.

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What an effort. For a mermaid that is. πŸ˜‰

But it wasn’t all entertainment. This mermaid came with a message. Amidst the sweet smiles and jokingly telling us she was grumpy when they made a movie about her sister and not her, she was there to talk about the environment, keeping the oceans free from litter, and asking the kids to pick up rubbish whenever they saw it out and about.

Such a great message for impressionable minds.

Do you know what baby girl and her friend did then?

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They went searching for litter. Fortunately they didn’t find any. β€πŸ§œβ€β™€οΈ

 

 

#1414 A different viewpoint

Oh my.

I think we’re pretty lucky to have water views, but today what we saw, was next level.

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We were at my bro-in-law’s family’s house, and, like I said…

Oh my.

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But it wasn’t just the views. It was the people. The company. The dogs! The food nom nom nom. The memories made…

And oh, the sunsets.

Taking sunset pics must run in the family, as I’m not even pictured above taking any!

What a perfect way to start our holidays. β€πŸŒ…πŸ˜

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#1393 Evening balcony views

I’m compelled to post a photo of tonight’s fleeting sunset:

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I stepped onto the balcony this evening, on the cusp of a 36 degree day…

I was somewhere in the middle… with today having such spring-like sunny and still weather, and tomorrow, being the true epitome of summer with a red-hot scorcher.

β™₯

#1382 Brunch and Beach

This Wednesday after dropping off baby girl at school, Hubbie and I first brunched at this amazing hipster-vegan-beachy cafe on the best end of Main Street (ah, the water end of course ;))…

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And it was delicious and filling and sweet but HEALTHY. And we sipped coffee and read the paper and it was bliss. πŸ™‚

Then I took him on an adventure.

A while ago I wandered a different path out of curiosity. It was close to home and I turned here, there and everywhere, ending up at three different lookouts to the Port Phillip Bay.

It was amazing. I did it alone and it was somewhat terrifying since I didn’t know where I was going, but it was thrilling at the same time.

I took him there after brunch.

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Some of my fave quotes of his:

“You walked here, BY YOURSELF???”

“Just stop for a moment… stand here… breathe in. Can you smell the sea salt?”

“Another lookout?”

It was a really lovely mini adventure we had, and I was happy to show him something I had discovered… on my own. And now, it is ours.

β™₯

 

#1373 What side of the sunset do they see?

You know, I still call them my work colleagues.

I realised it some weeks ago while out with friends. In conversation I went “oh yeah, my work friend so and so…”

And it was here that it occurred to me what I’d said.

‘Work’ – present tense… ‘Friend’ – present tense.

Perhaps it feels like that because it’s still all so new.

Perhaps it feels like that because I haven’t actually moved on to another form of paid work yet.

Perhaps it feels like that, because they will always be my friends.

Either way, this time of year has had me thinking about the crew a whole lot.

Because I knew, one of them would have started Christmas shopping already.

One of them would have a couple of holidays/getaways planned for the Summer .

One was going to visit the parents and pot around the garden.

A couple were going to spend time with the kids and do a whole lot of beachside activities.

And even a few more were looking forward to an extended holiday break to sleep in and watch the cricket.

I knew this, because I know them so well.

But yet, I was still not content. It’s been 3 months now, so long between catch ups, between drinks, between coffee walks.

So I messaged them ALL.

Well let’s be serious, not all of them. I messaged those who I had a connection with. Those I missed the most. Those who when I said, “let’s catch up soon” back in September, I had meant it.

Because I only say it if I mean it.

So during baby girl’s swim lesson this afternoon I took out my phone and started sending out messages.

In the hours that followed everyone responded. I returned text after text as baby girl and I got home, as she showered, as I prepared dinner and then as I cleaned up… I was grinning from ear to ear and going “awwww!”

Hubbie was smiling at me, crouched over the kitchen island, saying “that’s good.”

It was good.

I went to shower, but then got another message, so sat on my bed to respond. And it was here that I looked outside and saw the view.

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Such a beautiful sky, dotted with those rippled clouds.

How did the sky look to my work friends? How did it look to them all? We were certainly scattered all over the city, that there was no doubt of, from coastal towns to country regions, and every where in between…

Did they see the same colours? The same sky? Were the clouds peppered in their view as it was in mine?

I thought about this for a moment and how we were now, as I always said we would be… strewn all over the place, far from each other, and away from our former place of work.

But we were still bound. We still are. By the memories. β™₯

#1353 Sunny front

How often do you get things done earlier in the evening…

Dinner earlier?

Clean up earlier?

Get ready for the next day earlier?

… so you can just sit, and do nothing?

Or maybe, sit and relax. πŸŒ…

I didn’t even do everything earlier. The cleaning up and getting ready for the next day was postponed. After our early dinner, we went outside immediately to revel in the sunshine bathing our front porch.

When you sit outside your house, there isn’t much you can do… but sit. Maybe watch your cat rolling in the grass. Your hubbie and child running after each other, flip flopping in their thongs.

And then upstairs, we watched the sun disappear beyond the horizon.

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We took in the moment of being, and just breathing, something we don’t stop to do often… but we should.

And with a sky like that, well…

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❀

#1345 A cloudy walk to clarity

My head matched my surroundings when I woke this morning: cloudy, dreary, flat.

It was so grey. And today, I couldn’t just do what I’ve been doing every other day… I just couldn’t. Every other day I come back home from school drop off, sit down in front of the computer, and I BLEED FROM MY FINGERTIPS.

Okay, clearly I am making that up. Rather, I pour all of my head out onto the screen before me, consequently judging it, questioning it, and believing after all that it is ALL CRAP.

So, same same.

I do this rain, hail, or shine. All three things we’ve had in the last week, so I’m not even being melodramatic over that one either.

But, I was spent. Done. After sending off my second submission for my online course last night, I needed a break.

I needed to walk.

But first… (what else but? – )

Coffee.

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I walked down the street to a great local cafe. I grabbed the paper and a mag as I waited for my coffee fix, surprised that everyone was sitting inside and not outside like me!

Sure it wasn’t the brightest of days… but I needed the air. The freshness. The stillness and the birds landing on the nearby chair to see if I had left them any crumbs.

I sat there for a while without a care in the world, sipping my cap which was well past lukewarm, and turning page after page.

Ahh. I really needed this.

But I wasn’t done. Not by a long shot. I kept walking straight and hit another vision… the water.

I paused at one lookout before randomly deciding to walk down a bushy path amongst the trees, with a lookout of the water to the left of me.

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I walked down that path… and then I decided to head down a narrower, bushier, steeper path.

THE WHOLE TIME I was making sure I wasn’t going to walk into a massive spider web, or there wasn’t a snake about to slither by my feet. Alongside those two very natural, very Aussie fears was the realisation I was truly off the beaten track, and there was no one else around.

NO ONE.

It was both terrifying, and thrilling. Anything could happen, and no one would know…

I ended up at one lookout.

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Then another.

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And another.

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I kept winding and switching paths, trying to keep my orientation clear in case I got lost and had to go back… but I managed to make it back out onto the main street, ALIVE.

And that walk through the wilderness had made me feel alive. My head was no longer heavy, or cloudy, or messed up.

I soon got back home, changed into my trakkies… and sat at my computer.

Ready to bleed again. πŸ™‚