Sunny Gardenthe official Nick Earls websiteV i r t u a l t o u rAfter January
![]() I swim in the sea right in front of the house. I catch waves that take me in a straight line right back towards the bright white fibro. This is the part of every holiday least like life in a flat in the city. Waves at the door. Even if there are better waves to the north at Dicky Beach or south at Kings, I usually swim here. These waves are mine (p. 3). ![]() At the newsagent in Seaview Terrace I buy the paper, like every other morning, and I walk home with my towel around my shoulders and let myself in with the key I have left in one of the sandshoes lying near the door. The house is dark inside and still cool, my mother almost certainly still asleep (p. 6). ![]() Continue with the After January tour. Excerpts from After January are © Nick Earls and are used with permission. All virtual tour photos are © Liz Perkins and may not be reproduced without permission. Disclaimer: All original contents are © Liz Perkins. |