Seeking Movement and Colour and Life (part 2)

Easter Monday, I needed to escape all the jobs that needed doing. I needed to watch my child have fun, and for her to carry me along in her whimsy. My friend Annette, and her son, were coming along for the ride. At the station I met another friend and her son.

It is like no time has passed when you meet old friends.
It is like no time has passed when you meet old friends.

This lady is a professional dancer, and doesn’t walk through life, she saunters. The horticulturist, dancer and writer boarded the train with their kids, and struck up a conversation with these delightful people.

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One of the ladies was a pharmacist from Missouri. I asked where these friends had met, and it turned out it was on a Pandora cruise! Seeing my puzzlement, my new friend Brenda handed us several precious bracelets.

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Her late fiancée had bought quite a few pieces for her collection. They were holy. They weren’t  inanimate objects, but relayed stories of times past and dreams yet to be fulfilled. Each bead held a piece of her soul, and were embedded with his devotion. We shared details of  our lives. There was laughter and connectedness.  My dancer friend departed with her son, as did Brenda and her friends.

This was on a stall in the ladies' at Museum Station
This was on a stall in the ladies’ at Museum Station. ‘Today is the first day of the rest of your life! Live!’

 

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At Hyde Park, munchkin wanted to prove how strong she was.

 

Then she ran into the fountain.
Then she ran into the fountain.

 

We met a contortionist
We met a contortionist
We also met 'I am basketball man'
We also met ‘I am basketball man’

 

 

We wandered into the MCA
We wandered into the MCA

 

We couldn't resist purchasing some delicacies from this chocolate shop
We couldn’t resist purchasing some delicacies from this chocolate shop

 

 

 

 

Can you believe this is chocolate?
Can you believe this is chocolate?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Walking up to Susannah Place, we stopped at many wondrous shops, and admired the architecture along cobbled streets.

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We had ice cream and saw more beauty, more colour, more life than we could absorb.  The whole day was unscripted. That is what made it so glorious. There are more good people in the world than bad, and more wonder than you can possibly imagine. I love seeing Sydney through a child’s eyes.

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3 thoughts on “Seeking Movement and Colour and Life (part 2)

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  1. I just love that you made the decision to forgo work and enjoy your daughter as the spirit moved you. If we did this just a bit more often we would all be a lot less cranky! A great lesson for her also.

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