Choices
Weekend away in Peterborough Victoria with four other women the discussion hovering around the different roads we had all taken over the years and the choices we make. Being a single mum with two young teenagers I begged to differ that some of my choices are limited until they become independent young adults. In the morning the owner of the house Alison was making dough for home made pasta for our lunch by the kitchen window, from where I was sitting nursing a hot coffee I noticed her profile being framed by the window and the background being the vast open Australian landscape. I pulled out my visual diary and start to sketcher her kneading the dough totally unaware that I was doing so, like the landscape she seemed in her own far away landscape and in the moment without concern for the road ahead at that moment.