The Road Home

The drive home from the city can be chaotic and frustrating. Sitting in traffic with a car loaded with small people, hungry, tired, bored. But as we escape the concrete jungle, the towers and tunnels and endless grey maze of roads, we find ourselves alone on a long road home. As we travelled home last night I noticed the beauty everywhere. Long hot summer days had scorched the earth, dried out the paddocks and provided the perfect backdrop for an evening sun. The dark range of the Grampians sat quietly on the horizon, their majesty becoming clearer as we approached home.

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