When I woke this morning, it was weirdly hazy.
And it's funny because it was also warmer than usual, and as I stepped outside, I felt like I was somewhere else...
The warmth and the subdued light.
Then, this afternoon as I drove north along the Pacific Highway towards the Gold Coast I realised that it was smoke; there was obviously a rather large fire just to the south of Tweed Heads and as the sun started to set everything was turning to honey.
And I was in Tuscany.
Beautiful, beautiful Tuscany! Ahhhhh, to travel when you are not travelling. Dreamy bliss!!
I pulled the car over to breathe it in and capture its glory. A few minutes later as I crossed the Tweed River the golden ball of sun slipped deeper into the smoke and turned into a perfect crimson sphere. There was nowhere to stop so that moment just stains my memory with its beauty right now... but I at least have this one to share with you.
When was the last time you were transported to another time and place? Tell me, tell me.