Another!

Beautiful ... Sydney midwinter day.

Quite cold. Single digit celsius figures in some parts of our house right now.

We had a lovely time in Austinmer, thanks for asking. We continue to mourn the loss of Fifi's mum. It was an important time, staying in her house for a while. I finished the final draft of a book I'm working on, so that's good. We had time in the park out the back of the house, on the beach, seeing other family, driving in to Wollongong. I'm training for a 12 k run, made good progress. Al and I used to run that distance in less than 45, admittedly on the flat in Centennial Park. Fifi took photos of the house and the rooms. It won't look this way again; it was the way it was when her mum lived there, and that must change, whether we want this or not.

It occurs to me that even if a place were to be preserved as it was when a person departed it, it wouldn't be the same. It would speak of the person's absence, and over time it would become different for its very strangeness and distance, no longer a place of comfort, friendship and life.