The wheel turns

The day is overcast and cool. A fairly typical and not terribly exciting Winter's day.

But we have had some wonderful warm days with scarcely a cloud in the sky, and temperatures of 20 degrees Celsius. And we are well past the Solstice soon it will be Spring, but as the days lengthen, of course, the cold strengthens, and the next month is Sandy Beach's coldest period. By the time late August and September come, we'll be back in our T-shirst, by day anyway. The wheel of the year turns so beautifully.

September will mark something else. I will be moving to Emerald Beach, two beaches south of Sandy. It's a beautiful place, but I won't be actually on the beach as I am here. It's a matter of economics, as so many things are. I will be taking a house rather than a cabin, as my 14-year-old son Remy is coming to live with me. A cabin on Sandy Beach is affordable. A house on any beach in NSW is not.

I'll miss Sandy, and Sandy Beach Almanac, but I'll have something much better in my life, namely my wonderful son, and a very nice domestic situation in and village in which to enjoy a new phase. There won't be an Emerald Beach Almanac in the foreseeable future. The wheel will have moved on.