The Bitter Pill

Batemans Bay jetty with shelter and picnic table

For the first time in a long time, Horace stopped to look down the jetty. It was like a rifle sight that was aimed at the natural beauty beyond. The sun was shining, the ripples were lapping musically against the shore and life was beautiful. It was bittersweet though, because it was bad news that … Continue reading The Bitter Pill