If someone had told me, when I was young, that I would one day leave the cool northern hemisphere climate, my birthplace, I wouldn’t have believed them.
Why would I want to trade in grey, cloudy skies, and drizzly rain that clings to your clothes and hair?
This morning I find myself sitting at the bus stop. Across one of the busiest roads in Sydney I see: a blue sky; lush green leafed trees; and a palm tree.
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Stunning
I feel blessed
I had to chuckle a bit as after several months of hot desert intense blue skies I am quite longing for cold gray weather.
Later that day your longing was rewarded in Sydney, at least.
Enjoyed reading.