I have been taking advantage of Melbourne’s glorious weather, my free time and the parks that are local to our home.

It all started when I started to measure the distance of our walks, our jalks (something between a walk and a jog) and on occasion, our jogs.   This meant I had to carry my phone (on which is the MapMyWalk app).    It also meant I had a camera on hand, albeit an iphone point and press type of camera.

From those beginnings, some meanderings emerged.   I hope you enjoy the indulgence of sky, fields, my ‘friend’ and the privilege of time.   Join me either through these ‘roamings’ or by creating your own.

Today, we, that is my ‘friend’, one of my two ‘babies’ ♥ and I drove 20 minutes from our home to Sassafras and found  a garden of Eden.

We found the start
Although there appeared to be some doubt about the route
But trusting always,
they set off
A little cool and misty in the early morning
We had the ‘world’ to ourselves

As the sun came through, it warmed up
there were ‘dark’ patches

and glorious bright patches

There is always an adventure to be had when you go with my ‘friend’
Of course we had to go ‘up’ again 🙂


up and up
the occasional interlude
to cool off
Then we waited will some got coffee
and sat and drank it in the sun

Walks in and out of parks

This meander took my ‘friend’ and I through a local school, streets and park.

A tranquil reminder of what it means to have time to stop and ‘smell the roses’ (which we didn’t actually do 😀    but we did relish the gorgeous day. ♥


A run
all over the grounds
while, it seemed the world of vehicles had disappeared
some shade
before the walk home
and a stop to look
and walk again
with another stop to look
one more street
and I’m home with my hippo friend 😀



A Walk at Dusk

After days of eye burning heat, my ‘friend’ and I f0und a cool evening to renew the joy of roaming locally.

I always have to sit….
…before I am allowed to run
But then I run….
And would continue running into the dark except when …..

there’s my favourite water spot

And time to walk home

A Different Park

And in case you’re not bored yet, with our ramblings, in both senses 😀  –  Here is one of our favourite local parks.

The Vista
so ‘large’
with water everywhere
and games to play
My drink
While ‘they’ have their coffee

Another Park: and some mud

My favourite park, says my ‘friend’ – enjoy with us.

Well, you know I am born…
to run….
Unless I find water when I will wallow and wallow
Until I feel ready for the next adventure
Which may be running…
Or perhaps some golf 😀

Park along the sea….

….leave the car and see where the path leads.

Which is exactly what I did one Sunday morning with some friends.   We ambled along the pathway, together with so many other people, ambling along the pathway.

Well that is not strictly true 😀   Not everyone was ambling .

Some were running, 🏃seriously running, heads down, ear phones blocking out the world, bodies sweating, apparently oblivious of the everything around them.    🏃Others were cycling with a similar intent.   Although I did wonder if their real 🚴‍purpose was to run over anyone who didn’t move out of their way, quick smart.  (what happened to the idea of shared paths?)

Back to ambling though.

Some ambled with their dogs 🐩; and I found myself once more marvelling at how similar owners and dogs often were.   Which begs the question who grew like the other?     Will I get to look like Coco – alert, furry, handsome, happy or will she get to look like me? Not particularly alert, thinning in the hair and handsome departments.   But happy 😜.

I digress.  Back to the ambling.

Some ambled with their coffees.   Whether it was the taste, the look or habit I cannot say, but there was a nonchalance about holding the throw away cup that yelled ‘modern’ ‘ melbourne’ ‘me’.   I can’t help wondering how many trees, or lack of trees our ambling coffees are responsible for, and how do non coffee drinkers survive without this appendage.

And many just ambled, heads up, gazing around, feeling the breeze, the salt air, the energy, the sheer joy of a Sunday morning walk along the beach.

And just a suddenly, the path ’empties’ and for a moment or two, I felt like we were the only people there.

It wasn’t a bright hot day, rather a ‘moody’ day, not cold, just walking temperature.

And sitting watching the boats, the dogs, the children, the people drinking coffee kind of day.

Melbourne continues to sparkle and I am lucky to all it home. 16473056_1471529779532789_3497523470928225458_n16387023_1471529826199451_4743361376156134292_n14581371_1354995131186255_6228501265048689890_n14705740_1354995157852919_9030106100732425510_n



Melbourne continues to sparkle this summer as we stroll…..

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.