Rainy day sun
The day rolled on sleepily this morning as the mist and rain rolled in. we chatted about the future and where we would like to live opening our hearts and minds and dreaming lofty dreams of beach hideaways in little hamlets on the south coast of NSW. Jade needs a change and I am with her all the way. She has lived in these mountains to long and retarded people don’t help make the place awe inspiring. (When I use the term retarded I use it to reference stilted people who hold on to hatred and are quite sick in their brain holes. I do not use the term to mean the old definition of spastic or challenged people, as they seem to be called now.)
So through all this thinking I thought it would be a good idea to get out of the house and weather the rain and see all that is green around us. We head down the road the windows misting up to find outpost of beauty on the cliff edges of our ridge top. Our first port of call we could not make it all the way to the cliff edge with our boy, as he would have to exit the bubble that is his pram. But we could hear the thunderous roar of water falling across the valley. As the rain started to subside we drove to find the falls. We trekked down and waterlogged track me carrying Charlie and at last we found it Shangri-La. (see photos below)
Life is good and I will try to write more.
