Time faraway spent with the "Faraways" is a rare treat for us and so we wring every drop of the days...I am etching onto memory plates, writing endless nonsense into my notebook because if I don't I'll lose the essence. Summer days spent on the other side of this earth also seem strangely surreal as though my real life is in suspended animation.
We stayed in a wonderful Farmstead down on the Mornington Peninsula, south of Melbourne. The Faraways stay their often and I visited there myself some years ago. The driveway cuts between orchards of quince, apple, lemons, avocado, plums...heaven! Enough of my rambling...I'll show you...
I should also say, to my very great joy and endless amazement, I have friends who I discovered here in this on-line magicarium who, I had the very great pleasure of variously visiting, staying with, bumping into! Miss Pen Pen and two exceptional cats, Lynda Gardener's The White Room and thanks to my sister in law, discovering the gorgeous l'uccello.
Sigh...It's good to sit and edit my reams of photographs...like diving back into it...
leaving is always desperate...it feels like this...
Parting is indeed such sweet sorrow.
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