This is what I am looking at right now. I can’t take my eyes off the waves. I have a cold glass of a Margaret River Sauvignon Semillon, Miles Davis and a stack of papers for company. We are honeymooning. My very awesome husband found us a cottage right on Porthmeor Beach; there is nothing to do but sleep, read, explore, eat, drink. I am planning an early morning swim in the ocean. I am also planning to not spend any time being haunted by two accusatory, furry faces with wide, sad eyes behind the chicken wire of the cattery cage (which is essentially a spa for cats – they get daily brushing, pats and have heated bedrooms ffs).

Maybe its the weeks off work, hanging out with my new family and dearest friends; it has a lot to do with this deep, knowing, happy love and the celebration of what this means to us; but there is a lot of joy in my little life right now. It feels quite sacred. And instead of waiting for it to end or worrying what could go wrong, I am just soaking it up, grateful for every drop. Because in the end love wins, right?

And this is my 1000th post: this blog now contains one thousand vignettes of a life that is truly magical and a mystery to me, still.

Thank you for reading along and for sharing the last-nearly-four-years – it means everything to have you on the bus :)

*Samuel Johnson’s description of the first month of marriage.

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