Sunshine, summer, scents

Well that trip never gets shorter. Flying from Stockholm to Sydney is quite a commitment. Even a former Prime Minister of Australia, Paul Keating, described Australia as being situated ‘at the arse end of the world’. By jinkers, it’s pretty far away. You can travel for 10 hours, get off one plane and onto the next, and think ‘gee, only 14 more hours to go!!!!’.

And whilst I strongly debate Qatar Airline’s use of the term ‘latest release’ as part of their entertainment on demand, the flight went fine. I totally enjoyed the luxury of only having to take care of myself. Did I watch ‘The Trip‘ and ‘The Trip Italy’ and take a nap, all totally uninterrupted? COURSE I DID.

Sunshine

Berry Sourdough Cafe, delivering the goods yet again.

I arrived in time to catch the last days of summer, with plenty of sunshine and temperatures above 30C.  Pure bliss!

After a few days getting over jetlag, my mother and I took a road trip down the south coast for my nephew’s wedding. On the way down we stopped for a long lunch and meander through the gorgeous town of Berry.

We had such a fun time exploring all the boutique shops, which ALL had superior gifting wares. We totally got into the south coast mood, and I felt the strong need to get into a soft linen pant and light a candle.

Summer

A little concerned to wake on the day of the beach wedding to see 3pm marked as lightning.

Despite what my iPhone weather app had to say, the sun continued to shine for the 3pm beachside wedding. Totally gorgeous, it was held on a small white-sanded beach, with a rustic country style reception held afterwards on the grounds of my brother and sister-in-law’s property.

I loved every minute of it! Seeing them so happy and in love, seeing all our family together again, and chatting non-stop to our extended, extended family.

Scents

The summery scents and sounds of Australia have been sparking immense joy. Salty air down at the beach, native flowers in bloom, all set against the backdrop of birdsong and evening chorals of cicadas.

Next up, tomorrow I’m going to church with mum for the World Day of Prayer. I told her I hope we are both bloody on the prayer list. She told me not to swear.

Love my Nanna’s Frangipani, now at my mum’s. All yellow with a tinge of pink. The smell of summer!