The Greenhouse!

The sand felt so good between my toes …

The bay breeze passed gently over me...

I could hear the drone of the vehicular ferry as it pulled into moor....

We sat there on the shore with our burger’n’chips which we incidentally had to share with some very hungry, very determined bull ants.

I kept thinking how wonderful it would be to have this experience every day. To live in such a beautiful & perfect place.

The ‘Sealife’. Imagine that!!
So, on this day I had the undivided attention of my wonderful husband. This is something that doesn’t happen all that regularly these days. With distractions like work (his job & mine), children & ongoing, seemingly never ending home renovations & maintenance …the time for just the two of us is scarce.
We’ve shared our lives since we were 16 years old & we’ve been lucky never to have tired of each others company. Conversation flows easily just as it did all those years ago, it is lovely to be alone with him. Just when I think I know everything there is to know about him, I learn something else, it's like the surprise that never ends. Like unwrapping the layers in a game of pass the parcel. Life with him is just so full of surprises.
At this moment in time I am taken back to times & places of old. Transported to our long drives up the Sunshine Coast in the old HR Holden, armed with the all important bottles of water just in case the old girl overheated along the way. Also armed with a simple under prepared picnic lunch, due to the lack of finances. We may had had very little money but we were loaded up with lots of enthusiasm. Things were easier back then, no one else to consider, except each other.
I think about our wanton acts of lust & our inability to postpone gratification. I think of all the lessons my mother taught me, that went flying out the window with little regard. (I do feel bad about that now.. but then.. couldn't have cared less)
I think of the time we went to a work collegues 21st birthday. We found a beer keg, with frozen lines in the back yard. Everyone had given up on trying to pour a beer, so this coupled with the miserable weather had forced the party indoors. Well all I can say is Eddie being Eddie never gives up. He lived up to his favourite saying of : Wheres theres a will theres a way!

His determination saw him freeing the lines which left the beer there for the taking, or should I say the drinking. So me, not being a big drinker, let alone a beer drinker had the smallest amount of liquid gold & it went straight to my head… I became less inhibited & in that moment decidedly naughty. But oh so very in love!!
The neighbours green house looked terribly inticing from our side of the fence, like a little oasis of privacy just erected for us. So after our quick but very passionate interlude in the neighbours green house, we emerged smiling. It was at this time we decided to depart the party. We had $2 between the two of us and needed a ride home. So we made our way to the nearest telephone box, these were the days before everyone owned a mobile phone. We were so drunk & incapacitated, we lost almost all of our coinage in several failed attempts to dial the right number. Finally we had success & it was my big sister to the rescue. This was one of many times that my sister saved my proverbial butt.
I have memories like this stored away in the recesses of my mind… stories of my young, foolish but oh so wonderful years.