A quiet winter beach was the perfect place to contemplate the expanse of sky.
It really takes an overseas trip or two to realise how lucky I am to be able to see the big blue so often here. Even to see the moon.
It was all very quiet at Umina Beach, even on Queen’s Birthday weekend.
There weren’t any swimmers this time, just a few walkers.
I’m guessing that the crowds have headed for the mountains, but winter at a seaside town has its own delights, I think.
A sharp drop into chilly temperatures and an almighty storm meant that winter has come and that endless summer is now a distant memory. Our crepe myrtle is shedding its last leaves and will soon be bare.