wet socks

Being completely unable to sleep in does have its advantages… this morning I managed to catch the bright, sparkly sunshine before it gave way to generic Melbourne grey. When I opened the curtains this morning I was overcome with a ‘sound of music’ style desire to go skipping up and down mountains rapturously. As there are no mountains worthy of skipping over in Frankston, I chose instead to go on a nice suburban walk starting with a stroll around the botanic gardens across the road.

Bring on Spring I say!