The Sydney Winter magic is on. The crisps sunny mornings, with pretty clouds and clean peelers. The offshore winds, the Lattes, and the late sunrises. The small crowds, the almost empty Icebergs, and the cold sand. The UGGs on the beach, the blue skies, and (almost) only the locals.
Our Winter festival is in full swing right now, and except for the man-Flue (that I finally managed to overcome – I almost died – sorry for the radio silence), there is nothing not to like about it. And I am not talking about the ''Ice-rink on the beach'' kind of Winter Festival. I mean the natural one, the sustainable one, …the only one.
But days are going to start to stretch again this week. We're on our way to Summer !
Have a great day.