Good Mornington

This past weekend we went to the Mornington Peninsula, just south of Melbourne. First stop was Ashcombe Gardens, including Australia's oldest hedge maze and 4,000-plant-strong lavender labyrinth. We didn't see any lipstick arrows on the ground, or talking door knockers, but it was magical nonetheless.


There were fairies and gnomes hiding everywhere we went. These were the most special sprites.


Then off to Cape Schanck and its lighthouse perched upon a majestic cliff. We enjoyed a walk on the sandy path along the top of the rolling hills, and then the boys took a break on one of the benches.

I can't help but add this was the second time we were out in our rental car - a flashy red Holden sedan. The first time out I know Andy felt like he was driving Miss Crazy. The opposite side of the road is one thing, but the opposite side of the car is a whole other thing. Add to that the narrow city lanes, the areas where you actually drive ON the tram tracks with no warning, and the random right-hand turn lanes that are in the far left lane, and you have a recipe for intense stress. I think I added about 200 more gray hairs to my wonderful collection. BUT, I am happy to say that the day after this voyage, I took the wheel myself, and felt like I had won the lottery when we got home safely.

I think we're adjusting to Aussie life!