The breeze was so refreshing at the beach yesterday. I had a few solo hours in the bush and sand dunes keeping an eye on what’s flowering, what bugs are pollinating at midday and where the little jumping spiders are on the coast at midday. Do they move about in the full sunlight part of the day?
A little treat to myself during this little venture was an iced coffee. And people! Australia and New Zealand do this right! It comes with whipped cream on top and a scoop of vanilla ice cream. The bitterness of the coffee is all at the bottom, and as you finish the drink you’re left with the sweet taste of ice cream to cool you down. On a crazy hot day it is perfectly refreshing.
My search for the first two hours proved uneventful, though I did see many butterflies, beetles and wasps (and even one blue banded bee) out hustling between all the flowering coastal plants.
I’d thankfully slathered on a huge portion of sunscreen before leaving. As I wandered the beach it crossed my mind to remove my shoes and feel that soft white sand and warm Indian ocean between my toes. As I progressed along Point Louise, I followed a path up the limestone cliffs and began to walk North.
This was perhaps a poor impulsive decision as I then spent the next hour painstakingly walking along a gravely hot path barefoot. What’s worse? The sharp pain of awkwardly placing my foot on a rock or the searing pain of the hot ground cooking my feet? Both at once was fairly uncomfortable. I had to hype myself up to turn around and walk to full track back!
The good news is during this little tortured walk, I managed to spot what I’d been looking for. One small brown jumping spider hopped across the path and into the shade.
After several hours out in the sun, I started to make my way home.
Greenhead is a gorgeous little community, with a number of holiday homes to rent a couple of cafes and a small pharmacy. Now that Christmas is nearly upon us the town will be bustling with holiday makers, children and plenty of happy families soaking up the sun on these lovely beaches.
We’re also settling into the weekend and will be celebrating a quiet little Christmas with Wesley and friends. Eggnog spiced with a little rum will be whisked up by Mike after a successful and popular batch last year. He’s keen to try again (it was so delicious and I don’t even like liquor) and today I’ve baked some old style cookies my grandma taught me how to make when I was a child. I hope you take time to connect with your loved ones, create or uphold traditions and cherish these memories.