We’re on holidays this week and as it’s technically winter here, we decided against our usual beach holiday and headed for the NSW hills.
And we’re loving it. This is the view from the verandah.
Yeah, it’s pretty hard to wake up to that each morning 😉
Today we ventured out a little and, surprise, surprise, found ourselves at the beach.
We’ve realised that while we can have a great time anywhere, we all hanker after the beach. The expanse of blue sea, golden sand and relative ‘aloneness’ has a pull we can’t seem to resist. And as we walk, each wandering in different directions and coming back to each other to show a special shell or tell about some sea life in the rock pools, we are connected but have space. We’re together in our separateness.
The forest is wonderful, and for me, holds a special place in my heart as I grew up in the bush. And what is especially wonderful about where we are on this holiday is that we can wake up to the peace and serenity of the bush, and yet just 30 minutes away, we can sink our toes in the sand and rejuvenate by long walks and some alone, thinking time.
Yes, sometimes you really can have the best of both worlds.