Let me just clarify by saying I’m not sure there’s a wrong time of day in Warrnambool – this was our second visit to the eastern western side of Victoria, and we loved it as much as the first. But at just the right time of day it’s perfect.
Sneaking off for a few days between Christmas and New Year (on a whim, as is our style) we packed our car and headed east, securing the only accomodation available anywhere on the Victorian coast. I’m sure of this. It was good to get away, but in hindsight I’m not sure we chose the best time to do it. The kids had just gotten over a pretty rough round of croup and the flu, then had just gotten over Christmas and the influx of visitors. Then we let them go mad when we get there, they stayed up till past 9pm three nights in a row, and they were up again at 6 each morning. Ugh. Our children morphed, or melted down, into feral animals. They cried, and yelled, and whinged, and argued, and cried, and threw themselves on the floor, and on their beds, and on the grass outside our cabin. It’s been such a long time since I was two, or nearly four, that I’d forgotten just how tough vacations can be, and how frustrating it is when our parents don’t seem to understand what we’re going through. And to not have the capacity to deal with it. But I’m trying to remember.
Matt put himself to bed early the last night, with a blinding headache. I put myself in the car with my camera and took us both for a drive. And ended up at the beach right on sunset. The perfect place to be.
I’m so grateful for my camera – sometimes more than others. And for a husband who gives me the freedom to put myself in the car and go for a drive, when I should be doing the wifely thing and looking after him instead. And for God, for putting the day to bed in the most beautiful fashion.
All of these images are exactly as they came out of the camera. I have done nothing to them but resize them for web display. Mostly because I’m too lazy tonight to be bothered editing. But sometimes things are best left alone. And these are exactly how I remember the night anyway.
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And one of my famourites from the night
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I arrived back at the cabin several hours later with a smile in my heart, and a box of nurofen for Matt. Both of which helped make us a happier mummy and daddy the following day. 🙂
(….Stay tuned for part two of this post….)
Narrelle x