In my small, abundant corner of the world, I’ve been living my best life. Covid is still a strong threat to society and Victoria has recently gone into a second wave of lockdown. In hope of avoiding a breakout in South Australia, some precautions have been put back in place, but hopefully it doesn’t go any further. Please know that you are in my prayers and if anyone needs to talk or vent, my eyes, ears and inbox are open.
In other news, Jord and I headed north to the lovely valley of Clare. Jord’s dad, Andrew, lives there with his partner, Karen, on a property buried between the vines. Jordan offered some laborious stonemason style hours on the cottage that they are renovating, so we made a trip of it and stayed overnight.
Whilst they were putting in their blood and sweat, I wandered off, camera in hand, to explore the property and admire the sunset. They worked into the night, completing the project of the day, and came inside, tummy grumbling. Karen cooked us a healthy meal, as we enjoyed an array of local alcoholic beverages.
As the guest bedroom was taken, we retired to the glamping tent they had set up outside. Five blankets, wooly socks and ‘hot-water-bottle-Jord‘ couldn’t possibly help me freezing to my core. The full moon was also very bright and not much sleep was had. I woke up early the next morning, finally warm and cosy, but had to chuck some shoes on and pack up my bags. After a kiwi fruit and some cornflakes, Karen joined me for a slow and steady yoga flow by ‘Yoga with Adriene‘.
By lunch, we were off, but not before stopping by Red Grape Bakery in Clare. I got a curry pie and a pumpkin, spinach and ricotta sausage roll. We took our paper bagged goods on a walk to Neagles Rock Lookout and enjoyed the view before our drive home; thanks for having us!