Yesterday I took the kids over the hill to Long Beach. They have hit that wonderful age where they can just play and potter on the beach, and because of this beach visits have become so lovely. No longer just running up and down the beach, we now plonk in one spot, swim, splash, build sandcastles, and throw sticks for Max. It was the most amazing day, sunny with great big heavy gray clouds hanging ominously. The colours were just amazing, the clouds ranging from fluffy bright white through to deepest gun-metal gray, the sky a bright electric blue, and the sea a rich gray-green, it was breathtaking.
When we first moved back to New Zealand four years ago to live in Dunedin, we were asked over and over by locals “why would you move here from Australia?”. The answer is almost always “have you been to Long Beach?”