Et Voila

I'm leaving in three weeks for four weeks in Europe, with my friend D. Spain, Florence, Amsterdam, Paris, Dublin, London. Specifics later on.

And, I will most probably be going back a few months later, for a year or two. All of which will be worked out when I get back, the where, when, what, how. The thoughts have been brewing since my birthday in December, made more concrete in recent weeks. When I told mum, I thought she would dismiss the idea - our little family stays close - she said, "you have to go".

I have decided to close the business. It is not bringing in enough money to make it feasible, and the collections I've seen lately leave me hopeless. I will write about this another time. I am not sad - it may resurface in another form at another time. But now, my steps are taking me to another challenge.

Two weeks from winter and this weekend Bronte Beach was dotted with sunbakers and swimmers. We ate brunch in summer clothes and I took photos of the sparkling water. And here I am, thinking of a new life, of jumping into the bitter cold. But there's a fire within.

And always mugs of hot chocolate.