Coast or Hills

Recently my husband and I decided to go for a drive away from the hills where we live, to the coast, where we chose not to live.

It’s not that I dislike the ocean, or prefer hills, it’s rather what was available at the time. We felt welcome in either place.

Here, in Perth Western Australia, the suburban sprawl has crept along the coastline and headed further and further away from the central city. Whether that’s a good thing or bad, is not my point. It’s simply what’s happening. With the stunning coastline so accessible, with freeways and highways and new major roads making it easy to access land for building a new house, or to find a pre-loved home aching for renovation, we checked out land as far north and south as we dared.

What made us turn our car away from the coast and head for the hills?

Block size.

We were moving from a duplex on a strata title. We’d just spent 18 months in a large city overseas. We wanted s-p-a-c-e around us.

As luck would have it, a one acre block of land with a substantial home to our liking was waiting patiently for us.

That was eight years ago this month. Since then we’ve renovated to our hearts’ content, landscaped the whole backyard (the front was reasonable – minus some palms trees) and generally made it our own.

It’s always asking us to do a little more here or there, especially in the yard. But that’s my husband’s domain. We enjoy what we have created.

So when we headed for the coast on a weekend retreat we felt like it was a mini holiday, to walk on the beach.

How easily that could have been reversed.

Life’s a lot like that. A simple move becomes life changing.We are so fortunate to have had the freedom to choose where we hang our hat … or leave our thong.

Susan is a writer based in Perth's Darling Range, Western Australia. Her love for writing began as a child and is a life-long passion. Susan is also passionate about reading and attributes much of her learning to the wonderful world of literature. She enjoys photography and art and loves to write the occasional poem. She is often found indulging in a good cup of coffee and gazing over the hills from her backyard.

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