We spent Wednesday leisurely driving home. We had had two days of catching up with wonderful old friends about 5 hours north of where we live.
We took an exit at Fingal Head and found...
This was stumbled upon after walking upon sandy bush tracks which meandered in many directions. All the while native trees and flowering bushes beckoned us to play hide and seek along the way...
This is called Echidna Rock and is a sacred site to the local Bundjalung people.
All of those little segments are actually hardened lava. How incredible!
The lava beds that we were standing on weren't as worn down - a bit rougher and sharper. Obviously, the powerful sea isn't softening the edges as much as on Echidna Rock.
There is also a lighthouse here. Now operated by electricity.
The foundations of the old lighthouse keeper's house remains. We sat and pondered all of the life, laughter, love, sadness, challeneges, hope and prosperity which occured here, where trees are now standing amidst the remains.
The lighthouse keeper was actually born in the house and then went on the raise eleven (yes ELEVEN) children with his wife in the same house!
Imagine waking up to this view every day...
...and imagine what it must feel like in a storm, while you're trying to keep the lighhouse lit, all of the hours of the night.
We returned to the car in a shared silence wondering of times past and pondering our own present.
Beautiful moments found in the spontaneous.
Wishing you beauty in the unexpected this weekend...