I talked my husband into taking me to Lysterfield Park on Friday evening. I’d been walking a total of two days, with the aid of a crutch, and I was itching to get outside again. He was a bit reluctant but took me anyway, and watched over me very carefully as I made my way across the beach to a bench seat. I then took photos to my heart’s delight. I’ve seen more spectacular sunsets at the lake but I was happy to be viewing a sunset there again… at long last.
And, once it was gone, the water took on a silvery sheen and there was little colour in our surroundings.