I’ve grown used to the tempo of life in Brisbane.
The loud birds- there are so many here, and all so big- wake me in the chilly mornings.
Not sure if it’s the sadly disgruntled looking ibis or the loud magpies, but they call loudly enough that I thought it was the dog yelping when I first heard them.
Even though it’s winter, the days are mostly sunny with crisp breezes and gorgeous blue skies. It must be something about less carbon in the air, the sky takes on this brilliant periwinkle colour.
It’s easy to be active here, with so many bike paths, parks and pedestrian-friendly roads. I can finally ride my bike to work in the mornings, although I’m not nearly as intrepid as most cyclists, and stick mainly to the sidewalk, or footpath as they’re called.
Every evening at dusk, you start to see bats fly overhead. Again, they’re huge (everything here is, even the ants), and I was so creeped out when I first saw them. It feels eerie but it’s amazing to see. PIctures to come!
Barbecue at Kangaroo Point (yes, that’s the real name)
“Now this is very profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than words. A sight, an emotion, creates this wave in the mind, long before it makes words to fit it …” –Virginia Woolf