We are on week two of our Autumn Holidays and it has been so good. We are both very tired, Bear recovering from surgery and work stress, me recovering from health issues. We had hoped to go away for a trip, but looked at each other, smiled and said, “Nope, let’s stay home and rest. We can go gallivanting when we’re feeling better.”
So we’ve been resting and it’s been delicious.
We’ve put off numerous farm projects and spent our days doing the bare minimum, focusing our energies on things that make us happy.
There’s been a lot of sleeping in, lazy mornings drinking coffee and reading books, cozy evenings with popcorn and movies.
Bear has been puttering away in his wood shed, making a medieval wheel barrow, sword box, and today, a beautiful medieval stool that will be great for sitting around the campfire on our medieval camping trips.
I’ve been doing a bit of sewing, a bit of wood-burning, some gardening and baking, sketching and photography, all those little things that bring such great happiness.
I’ve also been hiking every day out in our woods – the bush, as my Aussies call it. I love it out there. The world seems to disappear as I enter the canopy of trees, watching in utter delight as kangaroos and wallaby’s appear from nowhere to bound off into the neighbors fields.
Yesterday was cloudy, cool, and outrageously windy – the effects of Cyclone Ita. The devastation up north is horrific. I ache for their loss as I give thanks that we only had a few branches knocked down.
The wind is fierce but wonderful, so cooling as we worked on fencing, so pretty filled with the bright pink petals from trees in our yard. It felt so good to be out in it, especially in the bush watching tree branches sway and the long grasses dance.
I chanced upon these bright pink berries clinging to vines that clambered across the forest floor. I don’t know what they are, but they make me smile when I see them underfoot.
Now it’s time to juice some apples and pears and tackle the laundry pile that seems to grow and multiply before my very eyes. Farm life has that effect somehow.
Wishing you a restful week. xo