It’s one of those gorgeous brisk sunny winter mornings in Sydney, so I am working at the beach. My iPhone tells me that the temperature is 14 degrees Celsius, and it feels like it in the wind, but I am up in one of the picnic shelters facing the sun and out of the wind, so I might soon haveto take my fleecy off. Apologies for dodgy webcam shot.
On the promenade at Coogee Beach
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Wow. I am envious of your winter. Yesterday it was seven degrees here, and we’re moving into late spring/early summer.
Oh, CANADA.
It’s meant to get up to 21C here by lunchtime, Dorian! Sydney rarely gets below 10C even at night in winter, and the coldest days are usually 15-16C.
But our summers are swelteringly humid with days and days of 35+C temps. Swings and roundabouts.
Autumn to early winter is my favourite time of year here.
Yeah autumn in Sydney’s excellent. It’s when the rain starts coming in horizontally in winter proper that the novelty wears off.
Today was my first work overcoat day of the year, and I still don’t know how the schoolkids on my train manage to wear shorts/skirts and shirtsleeves. Their parents must sprinkle speed on their cornflakes, or some damn thing.
What a lovely description. I really enjoy moments like this on a blog, when you get to suddenly know exactly where that blogger is (emotionally/physically) – it is very transportive for the reader.
Liam, I had to insist that sprog the younger put a singlet/t-shirt on under her school blouse. She sulked. Sprog the elder, who is very lean, has been wearing one for the last week unprompted (and a light jacket).
bluemilk, thankee.
The promised 21C has not yet eventuated – only 19C so far.
We are having a summery 15 degrees here today. The kids get around in shirt sleeves still. Finally the “Put a jumper on, you are making your mother feel cold” makes sense.
Aww Coogee Beach… I miss you. I lived in Bream St (just up off Arden st) for a year or so. Would jump off the bus from study, jump in the surf in tshirt and undies and walk home…wonderful. Back down for fish and chips and beers at the Coogee Bay Hotel
Its moving into Summer here with still the odd snow flurry. It got to well below freezing last night.
Summer when it arrives is really pleasant. Warm days but cool nights. None of those stinky hot sleepless Sydney nights.
I miss the beach but I have grown to love 7000ft.
Heh it was almost -1 out here towards Richmond (northwest sydney) overnight/this morning. We hit 21 but it’s still chilly inside. Lucky I have a cat and a nice warm quilt to keep me warm in bed 🙂
I’m on the other side of the mountains at the moment, it was supposed to get to -4 overnight, but it was around about freezing, only. My baby has three adults at the moment all fussing over whether he is warm enough. He doesn’t seem to mind much.
I like the photo. I grew up 20 min. by elevated “tube” (subway with above ground tracks, high enough for traffic to go below), trolley car (until mid1950s which were replaced by bus)…from Coney Island, Brooklyn, NY. I do miss the ocean. One of my grandmothers living in a small apartment overlooking the boardwalk in Atlantic City. I have a fond memory of Atlantic City after the big hurricane of 1946 or 1947:
the ocean was still intruding on the first street near the boardwalk and my dad took me swimming off the foundation of the small grocery store that was across the street from my grandmother’s apartment building. I was 6 or 7. The wooden store had washed away. No one was hurt. My grandmother said she saw the owner running down the street with his cash register before the sea came in. She and her husband were then taken out of their apartment through the window by rescuers into a rowboat. We arrived a few days later from Brooklyn. The Atlantic City gov’t had lots of sand
brought in and moved the ocean back so it couldn’t happen again.
It’s Spring in Manhattan: pollen is miserable. I like winter (unless there’s snow so you can’t get out in a wheelchair). I miss the ocean – too far for ME/CFS…
Even winter in Sydney is humid. It might not get THAT cold, but the coldness always feels wet.