309/365

Spending hours absorbed in the beautifully shot My Cool Caravan book.

I never realised how much I need a beautiful vintage van to go travelling about the countryside in! Must be the gypsy in me.

100/365

Catching my first ever V-Line train. It felt like a proper adventure.

95/365

Dreaming of French Island, a remote little community just east of the Bay, only accessible by boat. I hope to get some WWOOFing gigs out there. What a treat all this spare time and space is.

60/365

The view from the plane window as we flew over Australia, a bright orange strip defining the horizon, blackness above and below.

59/365

Basking in the warm glow of the Late Turner room at the TATE Britain on my last day in London. Heavenly.