Last night we travelled down to Junee after work. It was a relatively short trip through lush green hills dotted with a variety of domestic farm animals. It was a relaxing drive showcased by the golden hue of the setting sun.
Our room is pure luxury. A gorgeous spa is the centrepiece of this executive suite. Dinner was a healthy smorgasbord of vegies and a tender fillet of steak lashed with béarnaise sauce. Brown Bros. Australian red wine completed the delectable feast. We retired back to the room to complete the first night with a taste of Lynda La Plante – Trial and Retribution after a luxurious bubbly two person spa of pure indulgence.
Rog and I know how to live the life of hedonists. We love to indulge ourselves especially with Australian enterprises. We love to buy Australian and support our Aussie economy when we can.
This weekend is focussed around the Temora Air Show. We are here to pander to Roger’s passion for aircraft. I am totally supportive of his passion as he is always accommodating of mine.
While the focus of this trip is around the Temora Air Show we are up for other delights while we were are in this part of the country. For example, tomorrow we are planning on visiting the Licorice and Chocolate Factory here in Junee – did anyone say licorice.
The script is ever evolving – influenced by the subconscious pictures of the daily tarot reading. Death strides in to remind me that all things must pass – change is inevitable. The Lovers portend a time of balance and loving communication – romance and a romantic interlude. The Devil relinquishes the confines of a guarded heart searching for a higher subtext to the script. Temperance is the guiding light – the portal of hope that we have achieved a modicum of decorum and poise.
In this life, people, places or situations can destabilise our beliefs of ourselves, convoluting our personal truth and the vision for a perfect world. We create our role based on our desires, dreams, wants and motivations. Sometimes we fall short of the dream eclipsed by the disappointment of the invasion from another person’s thriller novel. The cross over can be changing – just when we were certain of the ending the words run out and we are left wanting.
Don’t waste a minute…
Peace and Love,
Julia Ashton-Sayers
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