Spring is just over the hill. Crispy cold mornings, beautiful sunny days. Gentle breezes, these days remind me of being young. Specific memory, all the house windows open, blind gently banging against the window frame. The quiet murmuring of Wide World of Sports on a Sunday afternoon gently cuts into the peacefulness. It’s not dead quiet like being somewhere so isolated. These sounds are comforting, it’s the sound of memories. It’s 10am I would say, the distant sound of a lawn mower, smells of a Sunday roast or a barbecue creep in randomly.We are going to my Uncle’s property up in Greendale today. It’s not the same anymore. It used to be so much more beautiful. I remember running around the decking, looking over the edge to the water tanks, seeing how high up we were. We would go up and sit on the hill just behind the house under the “poo” trees, because we thought the little whatever the fuck they were, looked like poo, and of course we had a good laugh. There is a picture somewhere of us (my sister Yvonne and I, she is the other of the ‘we’) sitting under one of these trees on a little wooden bench. Side step a little, same feeling, driving out of West Sunshine up Fairbairn Road towards Boundary Road. These days its industrial estates. Back then, it was a sunny day, dry paddocks as far as the eye could see. Just driving out that way, no air conditioning, wide open windows, the sound and wind in your face, was an adventure in itself. I look at pictures from my parent’s day, polaroids and other faded photographs. They ooze with the feeling I have. Maybe the feeling is only ever felt after the fact. Whatever it is, there is a quality to those pictures that I love. The simplicity of it all, of life.
… and today, right now
De ja vu, right then. I am sitting here, in my (it’s not really mine… but it’s where I am) bed, I just plugged in the laptop and grabbed a beer. I know this exact moment. This has been in the pipeworks for a long time, at least as far as my brain is concerned. I am slowly settling into the fact that this has happened, what I have done. It’s for the best.
… and you
Wow. Dreams… dreams dreams dreams.
