It’s coming to the end of winter. It’s coming to the end of our first winter here in Canberra. Well, it’s really the second one for me but this time around, it has been both feet firmly planted in this the bush capital.
We have both been a bit worse for wear – the new surrounds, the quick and emotionally draining trip for Tress’ dad’s passing, the whirlwind and the eventful Melbourne soiree to celebrate Nic and Jon’s wedding all added to a worn out feeling. Plus, it just feels draining to be working remotely on a permanent full time basis. The zero in-person contact has not been good for me. I feel disconnected and drained.
So, a few weeks ago, we decided that we needed to go away for a wee break. Somewhere near. Somewhere with “…how’s the serenity….” So we made a quick trip to Batemans Bay this past weekend. It was a good break. We walked on the beach, ate fresh oysters, had lots of coffee and some ice cream, and generally just wandered through the beaches (with little Oreo) and town with nary a care. Lots of fun pictures too.
We stayed in a little Airbnb place perched up in a court aptly named Hawks Nest Place, with a peek into the Surfside beach a stone’s throw away. It was beautiful. The fauna was abundant, with Kookaburras perched on the tall gum trees in the backyard and generally all through the neighbourhood.
We’re back in the BC now, on a sunny day. We reconnected with the girls last night and it felt wonderful. Being with Kiddo and her mob is always good, especially after a refreshing break. I am grateful again.
Ante 