Thursday, 30 January 2014


It’s the days after, after the long weekend and after school goes back, and it is strangely empty. After the busy, bustling, vibrant energy of a January full of tourists a stillness has descended, an almost audible sigh, like when a house full of guests departs and your senses return to a familiar place. But there’s the pang of loss too, a recognition that something has gone. The immediate contrast is so stark and slowly the memories of what is lost recede and there is a comfort in the return of the familiar. And the locals reclaim their beach and their favourite comfy seats along the esplanade and resume their daily rhythms of walking and jogging and swimming and drinking coffee in the sun.
And this place is home now and these rhythms are our own and our gratitude is so deep, that we should be so lucky to ‘live on holiday’

Sunday, 26 January 2014

still here

It doesn’t always look like this, but one year on and we still feel so very fortunate to be living in such a beautiful place.

At least once a week Colin says something along the lines of “I love living here”, usually as we take the familiar boardwalk path to Kings Beach where he swims every day that he is here. It didn’t take us long to realise that we couldn’t give it up. So one year has stretched into another and the adventure continues. To make it possible Colin will commute from Caloundra to Melbourne each week. It doesn’t make much sense to live in one state and work in another but then again we usually end up doing things a little differently.

Last years 365 days blog ended up being an unintentional recording of a significant and transitional year. I am not keen to make such a commitment again this year, but we value having an account and the ability to reflect upon our journey and therefore a weekly blog feels more sustainable. And just as importantly it keeps us connected with our family and friends.

So here it is, a new year and a new blog…