We've been away on holiday. Some time at Tullycavan and sometime visiting my aunt at Lake Bolac where there happened to be one of my cousin's, her husband and two of their grandchildren. So there was that mysterious sense of connectedness that family brings to life experience.
I am amazed by how different life on holiday is, and I shouldn't be, I get a sense of endlessness in my experience of it. I love being away from towns and in the country where it gets very dark at night. Where sound sort of needs to be, sort out, rather than having it thrust upon me.
We came back from Lake Bolac to Tullycavan via Kensington to stay with Arion and do a little work. On Sunday we went to Church in Mirboo North, to the contemporary service. It happened to be in the round. It was lovely. Worshipful, relaxed and engaged. Afterwards lunch with friends. Almost the same.
I'll follow with some pictures
The view from Tullycavan at dusk
Firery Creek enters Lake Bolac
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