I have lots of happy places. Most of them involve pure nature. Chirping birds in our gum trees in the morning, strolls around nature reserves and of course the thundering sea. Any beach will do, it doesn't have to have thundering waves, but it helps for coaxing all my worries away.
We went for a drive to Canunda to look for cockles in the sand. We found one. It was still an awesome outing. We saw a dead pilot whale on the beach. Bit sad. On a more populated beach, it would have been big news. On this lonely stretch of sand, when a whale beaches, or washes up, no one is there. It dies with no fanfare.
|Atop the big sandhill and the road home|