At the Fringe

We spent this weekend up the coast, that place of sunshine and fresh air and twinges of heartache. It's hard to be in a place that reminds you so much of a person, and yet, being there you feel closer to them than you do otherwise. You remember the moments you had, but also the moments you'll never have.

It's lonely, and peaceful.

Nelle was off on her scooter, Robbie jogging behind, and I was sitting on the grass looking across Pumicestone Passage feeling those strange combined feelings of sadness and happiness when I saw them. Just on the fringes of the water, along the rocks that I'd never paid attention to before - the crabs. Living their own little lives in the space between here and there, 

and they were just what I needed.

Amanda xx