Tis certainly ‘baby, its cold outside’ weather in South Australia at present.  It is the weather of comfort, and the need for comfort is to hunker down in the front room with a warm fire in the company of the dear cats.  The house is almost silent save the purist stance to the jazz, blues and soul channel softly playing in the background, the tapping of laptop keys and the gentle snoring of old TomTom who is curled up beside me.   It is a brief and enjoyable lull in what has again been, a very full week. 

The past summer was an over exposed heatwave which lasted until May.  There was no rain for a good 5 months then a luscious series of downpours hit just as we were about to board a flight to Norfolk Island…….which is a perfect segue for this post.

I am seriously going to catch my blog up!  Somehow, I’ve convinced myself I am not behind, but who am I kidding, of course I am.  Sometimes I tend to just fall off the edge of the world.  I miss writing my blog and I love the routine of it because believe it or not, I find a very odd amount of freedom and joy in routine. 

And how quickly life moves along.  Already half of this year has passed.  There is so very much to catch up on including a great deal of travel, renovations, lists, festivals, worries that keep me awake at all hours, life ruining gin 😊, clearing out years of accumulated items which have amassed like nesting spiders, transforming the yard and turning 60 last year (although I feel far too youthful and immortal to concern myself with ageism). 

I’ll restart the blog with our most recent trip which was to the windswept, astoundingly beautiful and impossibly green Norfolk Island then work my way to back.  Of course, I take too many photos when travelling with my usual, ‘one hundred thousand photos of absolutely everything’ but one has to start somewhere.

We have now had the shortest day of the year.  Soon the light will slowly begin to creep back in so summer lovers do not fear.  That ballsy season of heat, longer days and flies will soon come around again to bear its apocalyptic teeth but for now, there is just simple splendor in the cold and wet of a South Australian winter.  

So, pull up a chair while I spill the tea.  All are welcome at my table……x