A weekend at the snow was exactly what I needed. Fresh air, sun, hail, snow, mountains and lots and lots and lots of skiing is the best kind of break there is.
The snow is still amazing for mid-September and the drive from the top of Falls Creek down to Mount Beauty in the twilight last night was magical. An immense cathedral of glorious yellow wattle all the way down. Apologies to the cars following me - I was a very distracted driver!
The post weekend depression is real today.