It was just after 7 am this morning when we walked along the brow of the rise which fronts our local shopping centre. We were looking across to the hills and the Churchill Park Golf Course. Probably a kilometre as the crow flies. The air was crisp and we were rugged up against the cold. “Look at the fog rising,” Doug pointed out “Isn’t that beautiful?’ The early morning sun was just coming up over the horizon and everything was bathed in a golden light. It surely was beautiful. As we walked home I was marvelling that God had brought us to such a lovely spot to live. As I thought about it I was reminded that we have always found something to love wherever we have lived. From Beechworth to Ballarat (see ‘six chocolate coated ice creams’). For 20 years we lived right on the edge of the semi industrial area in Ballarat, not very pretty, but when you came into our backyard it was like another world. It was so silent and seemed so removed you would have thought you were out in the bush. So what am I saying? We don’t all live in a lovely country Idyll like our cousin Kevin,(Kevin’s pictures of his surroundings are just amazing). but we can all find something to love about the place we live, I guess its all about being thankful. Don’t they say that if we have a roof over our head, a bed to sleep in and three meals a day that we are among the top 10% of the most wealthy people in the world.
I copied the following from Wikipedia :-
Endeavour Hills is a hilly and leafy residential suburb with many parks and gardens. Many houses have been built on steep land blocks and have distant views of the surrounding hills and suburbs. Endeavour Hills consists of low-density residential housing – single, double and triple level brick houses – built on 1/4, 1/2, 1 or more acre blocks. A meagre of ground-level townhouses and units exist. There are no high-rise buildings and no industries. As at November 2012, the median price of house-land is $385,000. The median price of a unit is $295,000.
The photos both taken over a decade ago show Johnathon our grandson in the doorway of our newly built pergola in the backyard at Ballarat probably winter 2001 and Shannen’s 7th birthday March 2002 in the late afternoon, Autumn sunshine. L-R Brianna, Shannen (with Caitlin behind) my mum, Pat and Fiona.