Wagga Wagga to Worcestershire & back again
The other week Adam and I took a drive south to Albury, on the New South Wales / Victorian border. Our purpose was to scout out a baby superstore to start to get our heads around just what we’ll need when our little person arrives in September.
It turned into though, the most wonderful day out – complete with a picnic dinner on the banks of the Murray River…
The other day Adam and I jumped in the car and just drove. We didn’t have a specific route or end destination in mind… we just needed to get out of town for a bit. We’ve both had fairly full-on months and when a day arose when we could just get away for a little while we did…
For the second time in as many weeks, Adam and I have had house guests. This time it was Adam’s second cousin Joe, who’s recently relocated to Australia. Joe’s had one brief visit to Wagga Wagga before, but Adam and I were keen to show him what life was like here for a pair of young professionals.
So over the course of two days, we handpicked some of our favourite places and showed Joe what a typical weekend in Wagga might involve…
One of the lovely things about Australia is the abundance of light. The sun shines long and hard here. While its rays are often overwhelming in the dead of summer and feeble in the heart of winter, during spring and autumn at certain times of the day. they cast the most wonderful warm glow over the countryside.
Instead of a rapid descent from light to dark at the end of the day, that wonderful ‘golden hour’ has started to arrive…
Perhaps it’s the warmer sunny days, the clean sheets I snuggled into last night or the fact I’ve got a three day weekend coming up, but life’s felt really cheery this week.
Every few months I like to take some time out to reflect upon the little things that make me smile (here’s my musings from July and February), so to mark the start of spring, I thought I’d share my current daily delights with you…
One morning last week a pair of ducks appeared on our nature strip. Just the two of them, sticking close by each other, happily nibbling on the clover patches that have emerged over winter. I smiled to myself, noted how cute they looked and thought nothing more of it.
A day or so later, I saw the same ducks again – this time across the street in another yard. Now, I see them most mornings and I’ve named them our neighbourhood ducks…
For many years, the little town of Jugiong has been a favourite rest stop of mine on the Hume Highway. Roughly half way between Wagga Wagga and Canberra, I often treat myself to a coffee and a browse around Long Track Pantry, en route to visit my brother, who lives in the A.C.T.
Last year through Instagram I discovered the old pub a few doors up from Long Track was being renovated. Living in Worcestershire at the time made it a little hard to visit, but as soon as Adam and I returned from England, The Sir George, was added to my list of places to explore.
A couple of weekends ago, Adam and I decided to organise a rendezvous with my brother in Jugiong for Sunday lunch so we could check out The Sir George for ourselves…
