John Denver was right

On Saturday I caught the ferry from Sydney’s Circular Quay to Mosman.

It’s a journey I make quite often. Rain, wind, sunshine. Hot and cold.

On Saturday the harbour sparkled in the sunshine. It was impossible to read or do the crossword, my usual journey passtimes.

On Saturday the harbour demanded you pay attention. To the flotilla of weekend sailboats. To the busy little water taxis. To the schooner sailing on a glass sea towards the Heads. To the gulls. And the Opera House. To the puffy white clouds and the frothy wave tops.

What was it someone once sang: “Sunshine on my shoulder makes me happy.”

Ok. So it was John Denver. But it’s still true.

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