I have been feeling the cooler conditions, more so than in previous years. We’re heading towards the end of autumn now, so the temperatures have dropped, particularly in the morning. I suspect however, that I’m also feeling the cold more now, because of the age factor. I am getting older, and colder.
The silver lining of the dark cold clouds however, is that the lawns, shrubs, hedges and all that greenery around the house, slow to a grinding halt when the thermometer drops in its readings. I have less work to do around the house in these months. So for the second consecutive weekend, Tress and I indulged ourselves.
After a sleep in (or sorts) and walking the young fellow, we trekked southwards and headed for Springvale. We hadn’t been there for a while and the idea of feasting on either Vietnamese Pho or Malay curries, was very inviting. We ended up in a Pho place and thoroughly enjoyed the steaming bowls of rich beefy broth and the silky noodles that came with that. The beef was a touch overcooked but in a bowl of delicious soupy noodles, that mattered less.
We walked along the busy paths, with bustling shops doing their trades. A couple of shops with Pho and Banh Mi, had lines that snaked out of its front door. We also stopped by a Malaysian joint for a bowl of cendol as well as did our grocery shopping of fruits and vege.
Later that arvo, as we walked the little fellow again, I followed the Hawks game in Tassie against the Saints, and was please to see the team chalking up its second consecutive win. It was a low scoring game but a win is… a win. Later that night, we watched a movie and then Tress suggested we should head out to look at the skies. The Aurora Australis phenomenon was keeping the locals busy so Tress and I headed out around 9.30pm, and walked along the sidewalks to look at the skies. We didn’t see much and on the way home, we decided to stop at the oval. We could see hues of pink and a faint touch of green and when I took some pictures, the colours looked far more pronounced. Tress in particular got excited and we started to take more pictures and shared them on socials. That night turned out to be a busy one. The Tigers’ misery at the hand of the Doggies got second billing as we looked at social media postings by Melburnians, all sharing their experience of the light shows.
On Sunday at St Alf’s we were on communion duty so we made an attempt to be there on time. David Williams spoke and after the service, we went to our local shopping centre for lunch. It was Mother’s Day so we avoided the usual Donvale outing, as it was likely to be crowded. Later, we indulged further, this time in Nic’s gifts of a delicious cake that she had given Tress the night before. I’m guessing she was reciprocating in some ways, as we had taken her out to dinner on Friday. Actually that dinner was to catch up with Bernard, a cousin who was visiting from Perth. He is a successful architect and was out here for a conference. It was really nice of him to reach out for a catch up and I appreciated that very much. We went to an Italian joint at The Glen, and then walked along Kingsway after dinner to take in the busy Friday night atmosphere, as we hadn’t been there for a little while too.
Last night, we thought we might catch a repeat of the light show but there was nothing on show. So we headed for bed early-ish, grateful for a weekend of food, spectacular show of God’s creation wonders and time with folks who are also relos.
Through the weekend, we followed and were concerned with little Abigail’s woes. She was down with conjunctivitis and her pics looked subdued. The little trooper that she is, appeared to have made very little fuss and just got on with it however. I can’t wait to see her again…
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