The beautiful suburb where we stayed.
It was a short 5 days, but being able to get a feel of life in the suburbs really went a long way in making me feel that I could really be living in a place like that.
Maybe, in time.
Tag Archives: Winter
Glebe Markets
http://www.glebemarkets.com.au/
The famous Saturday markets of Glebe, and I finally got to visit them!
Disappointing Coffee Does Not Need To Spoil Your Day
Winter in Katoomba II – Maple Grove
From a distance far far away, a pair of magical eyes spotted a magical tree. And the photo taking began…
Winter in Katoomba I
On a quiet weekday morning in early June, 2 girls braved the cold and made their way 1,107m above sea level.
Brrr….
Temporary shelter from the cold.
Lunch Outdoors
Maybe the period between winter and spring should be called… Springter.
And it will be known as the perfect season.
When the sun is shining but it’s not too warm, when the wind is blowing but it’s not too cold, when the clouds appear leisurely and you can decide to pack your lunch, sit outside your house and enjoy your meal watching the sky go by.
On A Sunny Winter Day
My favorite kind of winter – the sunny kind 🙂
Autumn in Leura
It’s only mid-April, but some trees already look more than ready for winter. Even though I sometimes feel totally chilled to the bone by the cold air (and I know it’ll only get colder), I love experiencing and living in these different seasons, a testament to nature’s wonderful ways and timing.
(I just hope I still think the same way when it’s in the middle of winter)
Waiting… and Waiting.
Sometimes life feels like a giant cycle of waiting.
Waiting for each moment to pass,
Waiting for each day to end and a new day to start.
Waiting for celebrations, waiting for holidays, waiting for the weekends.
Waiting for milestones in life – to grow up, to graduate, to work, to meet someone? To start a family? To… ?
(Though of course, not everyone waits for the same things in life)
Waiting, with the danger of never fully living each day.
But.
This waiting, although futile, may be just the thing that keeps us going.
For, like the only thing that sees one through the bleakest mid-winters –
Is the Faith that Spring will come again.
And so, we wait.
Along Life's Path 