I'm loving this summer. Today was just perfect, warm and sunny enough for summer clothes but not too hot. A gentle breeze and a blue sky. The grass is still green, trees are bursting with new growth, flowers are flowering and everything is still looking beautiful and alive (as opposed to brown and scorched). I think I'd almost forgotten that summer here could be like this, given up hope that it would be again. Indeed at work yesterday, a customer said that she'd been here almost ten years and that she'd never seen Melbourne look so green and pretty. And despite the odd really hot day, it looks like we might still get a bit more rain. I'm going to enjoy the softness while I can.
Today Mum, Grace and I went into town to see Angelina Ballerina. Preceded by a short visit to the art gallery to see the water wall and the stained glass ceiling. Both of which Grace loved. There were little girls in tutus and fairy dresses everywhere. Grace looked like a big meringue in her new fairy dress (in the best and most fun way possible). She stayed pristine until the end of the day when she ended up covered in chocolate ice cream. The ballet was actually pretty good and Grace was loved it, wiggling in her seat to the music and peering over the edge of the balcony. We came home on the train and she talked with some much older kids who gave her a strange bubble made of some kind of plastic which she poked and prodded as it deflated. But there were no tears. A good day all round.