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.
“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.
“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.
Such a privilege to live in this city.
Looking across the Yarra River from Birrarung Marr
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