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"Take only memories, leave nothing but footprints"

Chief Seattle (1786–1866) leader of the Suquamish and Duwamish Native American tribes

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The Comfort of The Night

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The other night I awoke in the small hours and listened to the sound of waves breaking on the beach just a stones throw from the caravan, a myriad of other familiar, yet unfamiliar, sounds emanating from the bush that surrounded us. Lynn lay peacefully, almost silent, save for the whisper of her breath, cloaked in the depth of her slumbers as I made sense of all I was hearing, the moon shining bright above us as it passed across the skylight in the ceiling above, our window to the stars, a planetarium of our very own, Venus almost ever present as she shone torch-bright upon the landscape. Thoughts crowded in as my mind wandered……………

We’d arrived in South Australia in early October, a few, seemingly short weeks ago, yet crammed with so much to be done that we hardly had time to breathe. Lynn had arrived in London mid-August to ‘come get me’ as she put it, and as we wiled away the wait for my visa to arrive we buried ourselves in a confusion of detail that, at times, had us frazzled. A decision to give us some relief from what we saw as being on a knife edge of will-I-won’t-I be granted the visa I sought, took us to Spain, which neither of us had visited before. Two weeks of touring on a wing and a prayer exceeded all our expectations accompanied by the knowledge that the day before we left England my electronic passport visa for Australia had arrived by email……we were on our way.
21st Dec 2016, 01:53