Sunday, August 12, 2012

These Headlands are My Headlands


This weekend we went to visit the rolling hills of my youth. With the wind in our eyes, in our ears, at out backs and amongst our hair we walked, ran and exhaled.

On the headlands of Kiama Heights I remembered my story as I strolled through the long grass with my very own children.

I'll be back a little later on to tell you all about The Nursery, but for now, the washing pile beckons (as does the cold beer in my hands).


my story

16 comments:

  1. This looks like a beautiful, cleansing part of the world. I hope you found some peace here.
    Finish the beer before the washing!
    Much love to you xx
    Ps. I read your last weeks posts earlier today and haven't yet been able to comment. I will be back xx

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  2. Ah Em, I'm a South Coast girl too :-) I'm just catching up on your last few Posts. Tough gig this parenting caper. No doubt heading back to your roots would have done wonders to restore the soul. Take care. Mel xx

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  3. gosh it's beautiful there! my husband and i are already planning a weekend away! x

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  4. Such a beautiful place. I LOVE the top photo, where you can see the layers of rock in the headland.

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  5. Hope your heart was filled with joy this weekend and your load was lightened as a result:)

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    1. Thank you Libby. That is so beautiful of you. You know what, my load was lighted, even if only for a little while

      xo e m

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  6. Nothing like stepping back and treading the path of our childhood Em. I'm always filled with such nostalgia when I drive home to my parent's place, through the suburbs which were once mine. It is that feeling of truly belonging and I hope that never goes away. Looks like a beautiful spot to go back and reflect too. Kiama is a beautiful part of the world xo

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  7. it looks wild, and beautiful. hope you enjoyed the beer :)

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  8. LOVE showing our children were we grew up (both in Sydney) as they were all born in Darwin - i bet they will show their children some amazing things from their childhood in the wild Northern Territory!! Love Posie

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  9. That's what I've been doing wrong all this time - no cold beer to help me fold the washing! No wonder it never gets done...

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    1. mmm I can't decide what would be better- to drink more beer or NEVER do the washing...... it's a toughie!

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  10. I'm a south coastie too, Em. No wonder we have that 'connection' thing going on!! x

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    1. It's the rolling hills bron. They will unite souls.

      xo em

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  11. I love that you just combined beer drinking & washing folding in the one sentence! :)

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    1. totally, i think we should make it a 'mum's law'. We should only sort washing when drinking beer!!

      Are you in?

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  12. Gorgeous place, often find myself wishing to sit on a rock ledge with the waves crashing in.

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Thanks so much for your words of encouragement, advice and solidarity.

xo em