AcclimatisationIt\'s cold and gray, threatening rain everything is bright, snap upright and alive vibrant green, sparkling dew, contrasting colours the sky is all one gray, down on earth is never ending colour, lucid, clear, pure and I feel so out of place down here.Acclimatisation
I want the hot breath of the sun beating down on me in the mornings leaving me to wake slowly in comfort making it impossible to do anything with any speed at all. Where everything is slow, lazy, quite because it has to be.
Where I know where I am, who I am and so does everyone else.
Two Year Old FaithOn a day when the sky is a filthy sink of fatty white I ask him \"what colour is the sky?\" and he says \"Blue.\"Two Year Old Faith
\"Look\" I say and ask again what colour? He stares up at the dullness of it, the low whited-out mist of it all and he says \"The sky is Blue!\"
Wow I have a Journal
I could go on about how great I think this place is...but I have just found the forum!!!
Gotta love Cairns.
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