After a week of strict routines for daily homework, swimming lessons, dinners and bedtimes… my children had a sleepover at my parent’s house.
My husband and I were left with a quiet house – YES OH THE GLORIOUS QUIET!
We took a long, peaceful walk in the warm sunset.
Watching the full moon rise over the pink sky. Colours of trees fading to black.
Bird songs blended with frog songs.
We walked through the neighbourhood park.
The grassy meadow was filled with wafting smells of barbecue steak, Indian curries, Malaysian spices, garlic prawns and Italian sausages.
It was like floating through a layered ocean of aromas.
One word: magical.