I love how light the sky is in Canberra at night, when the clouds are gathered low. Yeah, reflected light and all, nothing special, but I don't remember it ever looking like that in Gladstone, where we've got more brightly-lit industry than Canberra has sex shops. Well, maybe not, but you get the idea. This is something I've only ever seen in Canberra. It looks a little as if there were huge fires, just over the horizon, lighting up the night. But there aren't. It's just the way it is. Magic.

Like the fog so thick you wonder if maybe you can walk on it. Maybe the rest of the world has actually been removed, and there is just the 'Nothing'.

Like bright, blue, sunny days with negative temperatures.

I love this place. I really do. I don't want to live here for the rest of my life, but I'm loving it now. And I'll love it always. And this makes everything worthwhile. Perhaps.