In the remaining days of our Sydney trip we explored a little of South Head and the walls and ruins of the old naval base. A cold and drizzly day, I was reluctant to get out of the car, but I’m so glad we did. There’s something really enjoyable about scrambling over rocks, and placing your hands on old walls wondering what they’ve witnessed.
That night we headed out in the wind and rain again to Vivid at Taronga Zoo. Vivid is all over Sydney at the moment, and the Taronga event, featured a variety of illuminated colourful animal statues. The kids absolutely loved it, and while the bumpkin in me was a little overwhelmed by the crowds, I got a little caught up in the magic of it all too.
We saw The Book Of Mormon on Sunday night and laughed until we cried. I had heard good things about the show, but knew very little about it beyond the language warning on my ticket. It was hilarious. Very appealing to my borderline inappropriate sense of humour. I highly recommend it to any other fellow potty mouthed freethinker friends!
We ventured down to Circular Quay and the Botanic Gardens one evening to see more of Vivid. The whole city was lit up with lights on the Harbor Bridge, projections on the Opera House and buildings and statues lit up everywhere.
A few other favourite place we visited were the Queen Victoria Building and The Grounds Of Alexandria.
And then, we flew home again on Wednesday and quickly fell back into our usual routines.
I’ve been weaving in all the little ends on this Kotori Jacket, and I’m hoping to have it blocked by tonight and in my Etsy store by the end of the weekend.
I was so excited to find that our single lonely orange started ripening up while we were away. Other than the orange, not much changes in the garden in a week during winter. I noticed a flower had finally emerged, and the snow peas had reached the top of the fence, but otherwise the winter garden doesn’t move too fast.
I was amazed to see this photo in my Facebook memories this morning. Our backyard 5 years ago.
I’m always looking to the next thing that needs to be done in the garden, so it’s nice to look back and see progress has been made.
So now I’m tucked up on my couch, listening to the rain, battling with a toddler who wants to climb all over me, avoiding the bathroom that needs cleaning and a pile of dishes.
It’s good to be home.