IMG_4101.JPGHard to write about this Sunday, about the whole weekend. SO. MUCH. AMAZING. Getting out of town has been a blessing for me this year, something I hope to make more time for next year.

I'll probably write about Daley's Point another time, and definitely about the mud crabs and the weatherboard house and the rolling grass and backyard cricket under a stormy sky, and so much about the paella and the midnight dancing and the morning swims. But for now, a few days late with this post and trying my hardest to get through the week without falling in a heap, this. This little bit of morning light on the old stained glass door after Lucinda and I packed away the tent, and just before I stole a piece of fruit toast for the drive home.