So sad to leave this beautiful garden and fascinating city, busy today with lots of Easter visitors.
A plane flew over just as I was taking my last walk round – sky writing – an out of the blue farewell.
As I’d hoped, a glimpse of the Gymea lilies coming into bloom. In this antipodean autumn, a gesture of the spring I’ll see signs of soon.
Time to relocate myself, pack my bags, review where I’ve been and face in the direction of where I’m going.