From the week just past. We extended the Cup Day holiday, spending both Monday & Tuesday at my friend Dexters family's holiday house in Rye.
As it turned out we were a day late for swimming weather, but the rock-pools provided entertainment enough. The coat of 'fur' which covered the rocks that day was so thick & soft & made the place seem just a little surreal.
But it was so nice to visit the Mornington Peninsular for a change. I grew up in Geelong, so have a tendency to head in that direction come summertime. Though we were just across the bay, the coast here felt somehow different. Or just new, perhaps. Unfamiliar.
