Coral Bay is so restorative. Each time I visit I seem to be endowed with the ability to see the world anew. On the solitude of the beaches, especially at dawn and at dusk, I learn once again to listen and to live quietly and with peace. I always come back home with an increased sense of 'connectedness' (or something!) and a renewed aim to tread more gently upon the earth.
Pretty deep for a Wednesday huh?
Trying to get a peaceful distance shot of the 'fam' having a game of volleyball at dusk. I didn't notice until afterwards that this is probably also the only chance I'll ever have at long tall thin legs.
I got up before sunrise and traipsed all the way to 'dog hill', climbed to the top with my camera, tripod and all the associated crap to get a photo of the dog graves at dawn. When I finally got to the top, there was a pommie tourist, wearing a cowboy hat, yakkedy-yakkedy-yak-yak-yak..........do you believe it? I could have slept in!
(I pretended I didn't speak English).
Ya reckon?
You would feel renewed too if you went on holidays with this lot wouldn't you? Go on, admit it!
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