Lingering memories of Perth

Cyan blue skies up above, tainted here and there by cotton wool clouds
The road winds through a forest of trees, casting long shadows on the road
The rented Hyundai whizzes through, oblivious to the beauty surrounding it.

A cottage facing the ocean, built when Britain Ruled the Seas.
The cold breeze taking you by surprise as you breathe in each glorious breath of air.
The view, spectacular of course.

I could get used to this.


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