And Melbourne sparkles.
Neighbours appear with the sun,
Children ride their bikes,
Lawnmowers come out of the shed,
Bicycles appear – not just the lycra clad; no weather a problem riders, but the mom and pop kind of cyclists, with kids in tow.
All a little wobbly as they navigate the muddy bits and find their summer muscles.
Perhaps, precisely because weather is such a topic of conversation and variation,
Days like today are so so special.
Anyone who has lived here for more than a month knows that there is no telling…..
So the sun is out,
It is a Sunday – skip the ironing, the chores, the cooking –
Go out and smell the roses,
Explore the park,
Smile at the stranger –
It is good to be alive…..
And until then, there’s always a warm welcome …
Friday evening – a blessed time for many reasons -here’s one
For Thomas and those of you who followed my previous adventures (and if you didn’t, you could see it on “Don’t Ask”)
Here I am;
No reading; 😢
So in theory I’m all set – 😜😜🙏🏻
All set ✈️✈️
Before a new adventure begins for at least one of us 😄✈️
on a Saturday morning before the busyness of a new weekend. We wander, jog, walk, sit and ‘talk’ for more than six kilometres; savouring the last of these glorious days, wondering who will miss who more as one of us leaves on a new adventure shortly.
Along the way
Some loved gardens
making the most of the last of summer
and of course those roads
before a run
and another road 🙂
and another friend