A long time since a proper home-post. This morning, a simple walk along my beach. Tea coloured water. Wispy clouds, thin in a pale blue sky. Easy waves, no shock of cold against my ankles. Purple pig face spilling down eaten-away dunes. Fish, increasingly large, schooling through the creek. Amber reflections in a frame of mottled casuarinas. A bird, sharp black and white until it roosted, then a ball of indiscriminate fluff.