Today is reminding me that we are moving into one of my favourite times of year. The weather this morning is that perfect cross between summer and winter; sunny enough to make you want to go outside, but at the same time with is a sharp coldness once you go out that wakes you up. It makes me pay more attention to my surroundings, compared to in summer when it is too hot to want to move. If I had time this morning I would just sit out on the balcony with a cup of tea (and a jumper, i am a bit of a wuss) and just soak up the sun, letting it warm the parts it hits and the warmth spreading down to the parts it doesn't. Throughout the year I always miss that sensation, feeling the perfect contrast in temperature between the sun and shade.
The birds are out in full force today as well. I woke up to the rainbow lorikeets we have been feeding lately hanging about on the balcony (obviously looking to see if we left them some more apple), and the crows and currawongs are just hanging out in the tree behind our building calling out to each other. The combination of these things brings back all these memories of times and places that I wish I could revisit, even times when I wasn't that happy, because for those moments everything seemed so far away and I was just standing in a perfect moment of stillness. I know that if I go back to those places it won't be the same (I have already tried, and it just made me sad), but maybe if I just go stand outside and close my eyes, I can think back to my idealised memories of those times instead. It's safer that way, and happier.