One of my Grandfathers sayings; thanks Pa.
I won’t bang on about how long it’s been since my last post; instead I’ll just let you know I’m still in the world and what do you know…. even happy.
My wonderful sister listened as I complained about every day being the same, work, home, eat, repeat and said “let’s do something on Friday”. We drove an hour and a half away to Mt St Leonards. So quiet in the fog except for Lyrebirds calling. We made a picnic and ate it out the back of the car, pumpkin and Quinoa salad, cups of tea from the thermos and a brownie made from my own fair hands.
I told her “When you die, I’m throwing myself on the pyre” she laughed and said “nah, we’re going to live to 100”. I squeezed her and we walked up the track to the lookout.
