No Regrets

As if on cue.

As if to remind me how special.

As if to highlight what was.

The clouds have settled, the rain is streaming down, the shutters rattling and I can see absolutely nothing from my windows.

The lights are on, the chimney whistling, my hair washed (and smelling of roses and geraniums the bottle tells me), a hot coffee getting cold alongside me as I sit on my bed contemplating the amazing five days I have just had.

It all began with Kate Pilcher and her http://www.globetrotting.com.au. Or perhaps with something even older, a primeval horse-man thing stirring within and disturbed again by her.

Either way, at 63, with no more than ten horse rides on my life, I bite the bait 😂😂😂

And swallowed hook, line and sinker.

I did some sit ups (clearly not enough) some squats (clearly enough), borrowed riding gear, found some Dutch courage, a sense of humour, and have lived to tell the tale.

Every day we breathe has the potential to be an adventure, at home with the dog or across a continent with a horse and new friends.

So crazy as the idea was, and against sound advice and my own ‘adult voice’ I took the plunge

No regrets :

I have seen the sky filled with light from a million stars;

I have seen the moon appear like a silver sliver over the mountains;

I have felt the thrill of half a tonne of animal galloping beneath me on a beach, alone, with only the gulls, waves, sand, sun and a solitary seal as witness;

I have felt the pain of a body used;

I have marvelled at the skill and strength of those gone before whose only means of transport was horse;

I have witnessed beauty that no iPhone can do justice to.

As I savour the solitude of Farm 215 and Bruce’s amazing food for the last time, I give thanks, I know I have been fortunate





Day zero – Farm 215

We had a comfortable 5 hour day today, stopping in beautiful Hermanus for a delicious lunch. The weather was a glorious mid 20’s with blue skies and the views along the bay spectacular. It was a little difficult to capture the beauty as we travelled along, so use your imagination as you gaze at the photographs.
We arrived here safe and sound and in fact I felt so strong I went for a two and a half hour walk in this stunning reserve! No sign of stiffness or discomfort at all.

Did I mention that my very kind cousins drove me here?🚗

I have not yet seen a horse, let alone mounted one 😂🐎


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Lunch ❤️

I walked for almost 3 hours, silently absorbing the world, there were no birds, no people, no insects; no sounds except the breeze, my breathing and my feet on the path.

Life suspended between being present in the now and in another place – heaven? Not sure what the other place is/was except that it was marked by a sense of total isolation. Lovely in it’s silent vistas.

As the light began to change I knew I had to turn back.

A solitary sunbird flashed by and there was life again

The call of baboons across the valley, invisible but very present got my adrenalin going and my feet moving briskly towards the luxury of my temporary home, Farm 215.

Deck with a view
‘My’ pool
‘My home’ : Farm 215
Dinner is served 😃


Such a perfect day, I could turn back now; avoid the pain in the you know what, that is inevitable if I ride tomorrow; and still feel like I had seen heaven for a moment

27 March 2017

Time with friends

Such a special time with friends from so long ago.   Time marches forward to a rhythm that isn’t always of our choosing, so when the opportunity  arises to suspend ‘life’ and savour the memories and the present, why wouldn’t I?

This was such an occasion.

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Quaint and
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beautiful

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Veldrif
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Beginning to look like Greece
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with charm
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and some money
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Die Kaapse Doktor  ( very strong wind for those non S Africans)
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waai
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very hard 🙂 🙂
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Saldana Slipway Restaurant
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with food and views
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to captivate

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 Melbourne sparkles still

“Come with us to the beach, Mum.

We will only  be a few hours.”

And so I did.

That lazy January month when the days seem to last forever;

a full day’s work

and still time to go to the beach,

and then sit and watch tennis;

such was today.

Enjoy with me.

 

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Melbourne: a city that never disappoints

“Come with us into the city, Mum.   We will only  be a few hours.”

And so I did.

And as always, the city did not disappoint.

The weather was perfect, the city felt loved, cosseted as it was by people, hundreds and hundreds of them.   All shapes, all sizes, all codes of dress, all languages, all coming or going.   Horses, bikes, cars, dogs, picnics, music, headphones, cameras, selfie sticks, iphones, a happy form of chaos.

We could chose from tennis, cricket, soccer or concerts – a smorgasbord.

For us, a free Missy Higgins concert – a treat for all.

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A lazy afternoon
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Missy Higgins – she was Great
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‘Us girls’

Such a privilege to live in this city.

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Looking across the Yarra River from Birrarung Marr

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Just because..
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I liked the light
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A walk along St Kilda Road
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always beautiful
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manicured
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and changing
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laid out elegantly
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Beautiful pottery blooms

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my favourite building
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The Australian Open
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creates a buzz

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