My week that was. It’s been a lovely quiet week, just playing with Jack, enjoying the early spring sunshine and getting outside, and having some great luck at a couple of op shops sprinkled in-between.
On Saturday we had an impromptu beach visit, and I was amazed to see how bright and blue the sea looked, even at this time of year. I really fell in love with the Victorian coast over the last summer, and we went there almost everyday over the Christmas holidays, as, in the third trimester, being in the sea was the only time I was comfortable! It’s quite a thing, for this London girl, to be able to just jump in the car and be at a beautiful beach minutes later. For the first time in my life since moving to Australia, I’m really, really looking forward to summer!
Spring officially sprang over the weekend, although lots of trees were already at it 6 weeks ago. Some have been more timely, like these ones in my mother-in-law’s garden, and the one I can see from her kitchen window.
I think of this as a kind of Season Tree, as it acts out each season clearly. I feel very grateful to still live somewhere with seasons that change quite dramatically. The tree puffed out into cloud with little warning and looks very fresh and lovely against the stormy grey skies.
There’s been white fluff elsewhere too. It’s mostly been beautiful sunny weather, in spite of those threatening clouds, and it’s warmed up sneakily; one morning we realised that not only had we not turned the heater on, but we’d left the window open over night and still weren’t feeling cold. Babycat has enjoyed plenty of romps in the garden, and I’ve been brushing her regularly because a. she loves it, and b. because she’s doing some serious moulting. I leave the handfuls of soft discarded fur for the birds to use in their nests, and was chuffed to actually see one hop down onto the grass, take up a fluffy clump larger than itself in its tiny beak, and fly off with it.
Pictures of cats’ tongues are the best.
The fruit trees are blossoming in time with the calendar. The nectarine and peach trees both have similar pale pink blossoms…
… and the apricot tree’s are white. The bees have been very busy…
And so has Jack! He loves playing with his nonna, and is so happy to finally be able to play outside on the grass. We’re making the most of the sunny mornings before the UV gets too much.
The lemon tree is looking great.
Hopefully the new nectarine tree will bear fruit this summer.
Speaking (again, ahhh!) of summer, I did some thrift shopping over the weekend and found a couple of things for when it gets hot: a cotton dress with soft rope tie straps and a large floral print in navy, yellow and golden browns that makes me think of the 1970s, and a red onesie thingy with cream embroidery.
I also found some wintry things, too, including a beautifully soft green and blue wool skirt (my favourite colours, like the ocean) and parka complete with a faux fur trim on the hood. I’ve been looking for a parka for ages, so I was chuffed to stumble on this one. I’ll get to wear it in London, too, where it’ll be very useful as it cools down into winter while I’m there. I think I’ll be shocked at how cold a London November can be!