I'm laying here on an empty beach a few hours from Sydney doing exactly what I've come here to Australia to do. Read leisurely on the beach. It's an overcast day with patches of blue sky in a mass of gray and white clouds. The waves are exactly like you would picture. They are amplified as they come closer to the shore.
Small crabs poke their bodies out of the sand and you catch their quick movement out of the corner of your eye. By the time you move your head, they've escaped back to their underground tunnel.
You: Do you know that kangaroo's can hold on to a fertilized egg for up to three years? It sees if the conditions are right to birth the joey. If its not, they mother aborts it.
Me: uh huh......
You: it the title of your blog, what do kangaroos do. That's what they do. They preserve the land. If there isn't enough rain then they don't bring a baby in the world. Seven years rain, seven years drought.
Me: so that means they don't have babies for seven years
You: no, just means they have less.
This road trip has been fun. Like all road trips, we have good music, don't disagree, you love it, and stimulating conversation. We have silence and giggles. And accidental black eyes. Hahaha
Sydney will come too soon I fear. But like all things, this will come to an end. Unfortunately, this is by choice.
Now, back to my book and highlighter- "conventions with god."
A goodbye gift from Zonski.
Xoxoxox
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