I missed a newsletter last week, due to travel and beautiful weather and beaches and not very good internet coverage. This week I have the internet and I still have the beach too. We are chilling out, slowing down, relaxing, reading and swimming in a sleepy South Australian coastal town where the fish are biting and the water is an ethereal milky green colour because of the limestone — and the waves are perfect. Slightly overpriced and under facilitated camping makes the area just less than otherwise perfectly lovely.
This beautiful old beach umbrella was spotted outside the general store at the sweetest little town, it was sitting in this abandoned fashion amongst the milk crates and recycling bins. I couldn’t resist taking a snap of it, the retro rose pattern and the fringing reminded me of my grandmother, and childhood dreams and ice creams.