In Celebration of Small Things Blogroll: Sea Salt, White Sand and Sunshine
‘Little Darlin it’s been a long, cold, lonely winter,
Little Darlin it feels like years since it’s been here,
Here comes the sun,
Here comes the Sun and I say it’s alright’
Since February this year I have experienced a short Autumn and long winter in three different Australian states, Canberra being the most challenging for a summer person. I left the nation’s capital mid September, travelling north to a warmer Brisbane. What a relief to feel the sun’s rays on my back! I ditched the last of my winter clothes and bought sleeveless tops, summer dresses and shorts. Catching up with my Brisbane friend Angelina at a local coffee shop, I asked the waitress to take our photo. I was shocked to see the difference between us, she nut brown, I a pasty faced ghost! I recalled the heady days of last summer in Perth where though I daily lathered myself in sunscreen to prevent melanoma, I nonetheless achieved a light and healthy tan.
Last Friday I returned to Perth, this time to a northern town close to the coast. After settling in to a routine and gaining the animals trust, I went exploring. How lucky was I to discover a deserted (ok it got more popular once the weather reached 30 degrees (Celsius) , but still I had it all to myself for a few days.
It was perfect. There is nothing like the white sands of Western Australia, I haven’t been able to find that purity of 6ouch and bleached colour on any other beach in Australia. Then there’s the Indian Ocean, an altogether different texture of water to the Pacific.
I love the feel of sea salt drying slowly to a crust on my skin after a swim and this week I rediscovered that particular sensual pleasure as I returned to the beach after my first swim of the day.
Small pleasures matter and their appreciation requires a conscious cultivation but it wasn’t hard to be grateful at the end of a long winter.