A Full Circle

Life somehow has come a full circle for me, bringing me to Australia I think. There are so many things that was part of my childhood, that has come back into my life, in the last few months, that I feel I have reached, the point from where I started. A very obvious reason for that, is that I am living in a house. Yes a house, not an apartment, but a house. I have lived all my growing up years in a house, and while apartments are much easier to maintain, I did miss the open spaces, the feeling of being on my own, rather than sandwiched from top and bottom, and most importantly, I wanted to be on the ground floor.

And here I got all of that, even got a backyard, where I dry my laundry, just like my mothers used to when I was young. And then with my new camera in hand, here are somethings, I love about being back in a house.

A Backyard, visible from my kitchen, scope for a kitchen garden, and some open -air running space for the BB. The balloons are remnants of his birthday decor.

Spotting birds on trees, from the backyard, and sometimes in it. A little bit of nature, in my yard.

A plant in a huge wooden tub, making for a good photo.

Also, there is a garden, full of plants, flowering plants. It is not well maintained at the moment, and most of it is growing wild, but that does not take away from the joy of having flowers in my garden. Have a look.

Just blooming.

Gorgeous isn't it? There are four bushes of yellow roses in my garden.

You can tell me what these are called, but what a dash of gorgeous colour!

And then flowers, willows and greens.

I am loving being in a house, where there is no one living above or below me, with open air space that is just mine, and seeing the BB enjoying it all. What is strange though, is the creaking foot boards, and the strange sounding walls. Its all wood, yes wood. Most houses here are not made of iron and bricks, like in India, but most of it is wooden. That took me a bit of getting used to. I kept thinking, can the house really take all our weight, and a hard knock if it comes. I guess it can, and am a little more used to living in a wooden home now.

And I am back in a country, which celebrates 26th of January, as a national holiday. It is marked as Australia Day here, what I have grown up celebrating as Republic Day in India. Life has come a full circle indeed.