By the ocean is where I’m happiest and feel most at home. The colour of the sky at sunset is the most beatific scene. I’m grateful for all the time I spend there.
There’s a beach at South West Rocks in northern NSW called Trial Bay. It is the only place in my childhood that I remember being really, genuinely happy. I haven’t been there in probably close to twenty years now but I can still taste the salt water when I would accidentally swallow it if I went into the proper surf, and the sweetness of this green apple syrup I would get on my snow cones that a random fella would sell there every summer. The sunburns I would get were insane because I would just spend all day snorkelling in the shallows. There wasn’t anything that interesting to look at but I was captivated by the idea that there was like a whole other little world under the surface of the water. Whenever I think about what being at peace would feel like for me I think about those days at that beach.
One of my favourite things that exist in this world. The pure joy I get when opening one is immense. They’re so fun to keep too; like little tokens of good luck. 🧧
Not my photo but omg could you imagine. I need to make space for one in my room and hang it up somehow. The cute things you could add are limitless. What a gorgeous lil sanctuary of keepsakes <3 🦢
