Tuesday, I mean Wednesday, at Yorkeys

Thursday! How did that happen?

I guess the long weekend threw my day keeping abilities out.

Yesterday, for some reason I kept thinking it was Tuesday but thank goodness it wasn't because that would mean I have to work tonight and I am looking forward to my night off. Speaking of work my stomach has a new trick regarding that. I usually eat dinner before my night job, dinner around 6pm, but the last few nights my stomach has decided not to be hungry then and instead rare its ugly, hungry demands an hour after I start work leaving me with three more hungry hours of work plus a drive home. Ugh.

Yesterday, Wednsday which I was confusing with Tuesday, I made a split decision to head to one of the beaches during sunrise. I wasn't going to with the clouds but I had to move my car for Mr Sparky so figured what the heck.

It might have been soft and muted but it was still a pretty start to the morning and a pretty good temperature too without the burn of the sun. Perfect for beach walking.

I had ended up at Yorkeys Knob.

The clouds ended up being the best part of the whole thing but not because of spectacular colours but because of the textures.

 

I think the softness and moodiness of the morning suited me. 

I hadn't had the best of Easter weekends. It was nothing spectacular, nothing Easter-y at all. These times of year always leave me feeling a bit down because I am away from family.

I worked every night except Good Friday (an improvement on last year) and Mr Sparky studied the weekend away. With his big test to become qualified coming up next week he is living in he books. It'll be worth it in the end. We are both hanging out for him to be qualified.

I made sure I took some choccies with me to work on Sunday, it made me feel better giving. I like giving. Good thing to because that is all I did.

Ah well.

It was so nice walking on the beach, very holiday like. 

I love how friendly fellow early morning beach walkers were. A hello and a smile is also a good start to the day.

I guess it is this that our students from Japan pick up on, the way people greet each other on the street and are so friendly. That is what they tell me all the time. Some students want to take this part of our culture back to Japan with them.

I like that part of Aussie culture too. It is definitely part of country life.

I also like quiet walks on the beach.

I like seeing what I can see.

My Great Grandmother was well known in the family (and teased) for saying 'why would you want to go there again, it is always the same' when referring to walks on the beach. Funny thing is that she still wanted to go to the beach on holidays. I think it was just because she didn't want to miss out on anything.

One thing the beach never is, is the same every time.

Whether it is the sky, the clouds, the water, the tide or the time of year the beach is always changing.

Wednesday I enjoyed watching the clouds and the sun rising behind a layer of them.

Some tall, fluffy ones and some wispy, twisty ones.

Matt Lawson Photography wrote something on facebook the other day about looking up, taking the time to put down technology, get outside and look up. I know what he means. I do it and I think sometimes others need to as well. The sky is an amazing thing, the trees reaching up to it, the clouds, the whole big, wide thing. I want to add to it though, look down, look at the small things near your feet and look around, see what is near you. There is beauty everywhere.

Enjoy getting outside and looking around AND saying hello to random people with a smile on your face. You might just make their day or at least make it brighter. You never know what path they are on.

Some Grit and Giggles wisdom, not that I feel anywhere near old enough to be able to give it out.

Well I hope you enjoyed your Easter long weekend and took some time to relax whether by yourself of with family and friends.

 

 Do you say hello to people as you walk past?

Did you feast on chocolate over Easter or did you work like me?

What makes Easter special at your place?