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Byron Bay Aesthetics

Whales in the distant blue waters, tiny sprays blowing in the wind.

Hand carved glass lenses of a type no longer made, stopped from their normally tireless turning for the shortest time, seemingly just for us.

Drumming in the last light of the day – kids and twilight women dance to the beat.

Ocean waves pounding, reflecting the sunset. Attracting the dark shadows of surfers and dogs chasing tennis balls. Distant mountains in a hundred shades of shadow.

Boys and girls, gathered in groups – natural, healthy, alive. Flowing locks and flimsy dresses. How did I miss this when I was that young and lithe? Was I ever that young and lithe?

Lights, glowing into the night in multitudes of colours, shapes and textures. Strings, stars, balloons, balls. All the colours of the rainbow.

Healthy food that tastes amazing. Less healthy NZ Sav Blanc or Rose to complement it perfectly.

Aromas of a world of cuisines, gathering in little alleys and malls – something to try another day.

A fire twirler dances and swirls, his flames lashing out into the crowd. Delighted squeals of pre-teen girls mingle with gasps of surprise, to be followed by energetic applause.

A walk in the darkness to discover a light. Lighthouse mirrors shine like diamonds, reflecting their patterns in the glass. The stars of the Milky Way provide a backdrop to the shadowy historic buildings. A magical beam revolves into the horizons, protecting not one, but two shores.

A sweet, sticky wine and a Tim Tam back at base camp.

Today I am grateful.

Byron Lights

Byron Bay Lighthouse Lens

Asia Joe's Byron Bay

Fire Twirler Byron Bay


Fire Twirler Byron Bay

Luxury Lunch at Byron Bay Beach Cafe

Twilight at Byron Bay

Byron Bay Lighthouse

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Cath Connell

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