seaside salve...

i've been feeling a little fragile

missing my love

missing his warmth, smell and voice

life's chaos is the same while he is away

but there is no one at the end of the long day 

to work out its kinks and knots with

today i felt drained and in need of some joy

so i decided a visit to the sea was in order

fremantle

a lovely place far away enough to feel like we are escaping

but close enough to home so its do-able in a couple of hours

we took in the roundhouse

a tunnel underneath led to a beach

fossicking through tumbles of seaweed for cuttlefish bones

watching the waves lap in and out

breathing in the salty fresh air

stumbling across a gallery featuring lovely local art

with two artists in residence painting away while we watched

grumbling tummies led us on to our dinner

familiar smells led us to a nearby chippie where we got our squid rings, chips and 

battered barramundi

more exploring afterwards

climbing pylons on the beach, following old railway tracks

finishing with over-the-top sundaes

the sun had just set

and the rain clouds rolled in before we could find shelter

we ran through the rain

shivering, ducking and weaving

laughing

 in the dark through ancient norfolk pines

till we found our way back to the train station

they are tucked up now

warm and dry in their beds

little smiles on their faces

and the sunshine is back in my soul