Some of you will smile and roll your eyes to hear me say that it feels chilly when it's 23 outside. But compared to the heat of summer, it is chilly. Especially in the early morning and evening. And it has started to rain. After months of cloudless skies we were hit with a deluge the other night. It's really kind of refreshing. I love chilly weather. I love eating oatmeal for breakfast, I love seeing Peter bundled up in his footy pyjamas and sleeping with his knees pulled up under himself, I love snuggling with Eliot on the couch under a pile of blankets reading books, I love wearing scarves. I could go on. Summer was a lot of fun, but I'm looking forward now to our first Australian winter.
PS Just in case you thought that we had perhaps gotten over the washing machine machine. ;)