We’ve all seen and been those dishevelled, wind swept looking parents walking up sand dunes, back to the car with the look of defeat smudged all over their face. You know the ones? Numerous towels slung over their shoulders, lugging … Continue reading
I love exploring with our kidlets, especially when we are down the coast. The other weekend we talked pots of gold at the end of rainbows, that maybe we were in the Enchanted Forest which would lead us to the Magic Faraway Tree, … Continue reading
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We spent the last weekend of summer dancing in the light at our beach escape. We let the whitewash chase us up onto the beach. We sat, dug holes and built sandcastles.
And now it’s is Autumn. Probably my favourite season of the year. Crisp mornings, cool beginnings, followed often by warm afternoon.
It’s where the blankets come out after dinner while we sit as a family in the lounge.
Where the wood is split and stacked in preparation for those nights when the blankets aren’t quite enough.
Darkness has already begun to creep up earlier, so curtains are closed and candles lit.
Slippers are bought out from the shoe basket from underneath the thongs and sandals.
And the smell of BBQ’s isn’t a regular occurrence anymore.
What is your favourite season?
From the path to the point. Each twenty steps I took on this walk, I paused…. looked up, down, side to side, and out into the distance. Then I took a photograph. A photograph for every twenty steps on a walk we take most weekends. From the top of the path in our caravan park to the point of the beach.
Where did your steps lead you over the weekend?