A spread of spotted gums, burrawangs and grazing wallabies. Early morning, sun raying lines in a grey sky as you reach the sea. North, a series of rocky coves. Step down a wooden staircase to explore them before the tide cuts you off. Big pebbles. Rocks stretching out into the sea. Strange vertical layers. Rough conglomerate. Extruding lumps. Light turning briefly golden.
Then south across a sandy expanse. A pool, reflecting tall eucalypts. Flowering grasses. Lines of bluebottles marking the reach of the tide.
At the southern cliffs, a rock suite of orange, ochre, grey, white, beige, blushing pink. A drama of grey clouds and sun rays. A pair of pied oyster-catchers scuttling along the beach.
Then back up the steps into a diagonal sky, and breakfast at Blue Earth with a most beloved senior granddaughter. So begins a 74th year.