There is the heady scent of the invasive honeysuckle and the fickle spring weather which means sometimes nudie and then the next day wrapped up in our scarfs and cords.
It has taken some time to adjust being back in the Eastern Metropolis. The days go quickly and there just has not been time to come and post here. Although I have been around to visit you all most days, but have not been up to the commitment of late.
I do cherish the connections I have made here. Your spaces really light up my day and forge me into being a functional person and not so introspective.
I do find my work isolating even though I am with people everyday. There are people I would really like to befriend and make play dates with their children but I have no other way of connecting outside of work and wonder if it is inappropriate to initiate a social connection.
It has just been the timing that has not matched well in making opportunities to be more connected with others.
How do you find it? Being connected with the local. There are many more ways I know that I need to seek out. And more time.
Our family is well. Our Danny boy back lab is still wagging his tail, now eating his dinner and loving his daily walk, despite the cancer diagnosis. WE WILL BE BASKET CASES WHEN HE IS NO LONGER WITH US. But until then we love and cuddle him every day.
Chester our Cavoodle had the most dreadful haircut from the Broken Hill RSPCA. It was almost shameful to take him out. He looked like a pea head on a sausage. I think I should learn how to clip myself.
Marty travels 3 hours one way on the train for his work in the city. We do love it here but we really have been missing our old friends on the coast. Hence a bit too much time on realestate.com .
We both have been asked to return to work in BH.
So , yes, we are a bit all over the place.
One week now for a birthday for an almost two year old who can count to four, knows his primary colours and his very frequent phrase is " go away Mama" and then has a melt down if I do.
I have done no party preparations or even thought about Christmas. This is my project for the weekend.
Thanks for reading if you have come this far.