Amazing clouds today! Glenelg Beach South Australia. They remind me of crinkle cut chips 😊

*** sigh*** so that was a little bit heavy on the post button… 😞 where’s the delete button when you need it 🙄

It’s late. I’m walking home alone… and I love it. The quiet… As I walk over the bridge towards home I feel … everything A connection to the Water A connection to the Earth A connection to the Sky I know that walking home alone at night as a woman is…dangerous…risky… Apparently I’m taking my life in my own hands. Fuck you! Fuck you to being afraid. Fuck you to the entire thought of risk. Fuck you to anyone who thinks that I - a grown woman - should not walk alone at night. I love it. The quietness. The stillness. The smell … salt mixed with earth. The life I breathe on my way home. The life that fills my lungs with beauty under moonlight. I reach my home… my destination. I feel triumphant. A small miracle that I walked home at night in peace In rapture of the night And the moon. That I should In spite of everything Ever need to consider the walk a risk I sit now At home Outside In peace …. and breathe the stillness of the night My heart aches that I cannot always feel this way But I’ll take it If that’s the only way I can feel this close to…everything To the night To the light To my life I’ll take it I’ll risk everything Again And again. For what? For what am I? If not the beating heart of a winter’s night..

It’s late. I’m walking home alone… and I love it. The quiet… As I walk over the bridge towards home I feel … everything A connection to the Water A connection to the Earth A connection to the Sky I know that walking home alone at night as a woman is…dangerous…risky… Apparently I’m taking my life in my own hands. Fuck you! Fuck you to being afraid. Fuck you to the entire thought of risk. Fuck you to anyone who thinks that I - a grown woman - should not walk alone at night. I love it. The quietness. The stillness. The smell … salt mixed with earth. The life I breathe on my way home. The life that fills my lungs with beauty under moonlight. I reach my home… my destination. I feel triumphant. A small miracle that I walked home at night in peace In rapture of the night And the moon. That I should In spite of everything Ever need to consider the walk a risk I sit now At home Outside In peace …. and breathe the stillness of the night My heart aches that I cannot always feel this way But I’ll take it If that’s the only way I can feel this close to…everything To the night To the light To my life I’ll take it I’ll risk everything Again And again. For what? For what am I? If not the beating heart of a winter’s night..

It’s late. I’m walking home alone… and I love it. The quiet… As I walk over the bridge towards home I feel … everything A connection to the Water A connection to the Earth A connection to the Sky I know that walking home alone at night as a woman is…dangerous…risky… Apparently I’m taking my life in my own hands. Fuck you! Fuck you to being afraid. Fuck you to the entire thought of risk. Fuck you to anyone who thinks that I - a grown woman - should not walk alone at night. I love it. The quietness. The stillness. The smell … salt mixed with earth. The life I breathe on my way home. The life that fills my lungs with beauty under moonlight. I reach my home… my destination. I feel triumphant. A small miracle that I walked home at night in peace In rapture of the night And the moon. That I should In spite of everything Ever need to consider the walk a risk I sit now At home Outside In peace …. and breathe the stillness of the night My heart aches that I cannot always feel this way But I’ll take it If that’s the only way I can feel this close to…everything To the night To the light To my life I’ll take it I’ll risk everything Again And again. For what? For what am I? If not the beating heart of a winter’s night..

It’s late. I’m walking home alone… and I love it. The quiet… As I walk over the bridge towards home I feel … everything A connection to the Water A connection to the Earth A connection to the Sky I know that walking home alone at night as a woman is…dangerous…risky… Apparently I’m taking my life in my own hands. Fuck you! Fuck you to being afraid. Fuck you to the entire thought of risk. Fuck you to anyone who thinks that I - a grown woman - should not walk alone at night. I love it. The quietness. The stillness. The smell … salt mixed with earth. The life I breathe on my way home. The life that fills my lungs with beauty under moonlight. I reach my home… my destination. I feel triumphant. A small miracle that I walked home at night in peace In rapture of the night And the moon. That I should In spite of everything Ever need to consider the walk a risk I sit now At home Outside In peace …. and breathe the stillness of the night My heart aches that I cannot always feel this way But I’ll take it If that’s the only way I can feel this close to…everything To the night To the light To my life I’ll take it I’ll risk everything Again And again. For what? For what am I? If not the beating heart of a winter’s night..

Matildas!!!!!! ⚽️💚💛

Yesterday’s walk. Moody…

Winter light festival. Botanical gardens by the lake 💕