Growing up in Wollongong and Sydney I was always within tasting distance of the ocean’s perfume. I have always felt its pull. As I walk within her, friendship is offered as a salty caress. Yet I know how quickly her temper can change…she reminds me of me.
I am lucky that the ocean is still not far away. A while ago I spent the day at Waihi Beach, walking the Demented Fox Terrier and taking images such as the header on this post. Summer was leaving us and it was one last day to enjoy her warmth as she made ready for her trip North.
Some of you might remember that I spoke of a friend who has recently taken up her paintbrush again. I promised I would show you what she did when she took this photo of mine…
and she turned it in to this painting…
It was brought to my house yesterday for me to look at while I am stuck at home with the flu. The idea being that if I think it isn’t finished she’ll do changes. Huh !!!!
I LOVE IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thus…NO changes.
I think I am luckier than most in the wonderful people that have chosen to be a part of my life…to offer me their friendship as she has done.
Friendship…isn’t that when someone makes you feel that you stand out against the rest of the world…especially when you stand out together.
These two amazing women are still as close today as they were when they flatted together in the 80’s. Some bonds…while stretched, or maybe a little warped…will never be broken.
This post is part of both: