These pictures were taken at my mama’s farm today. Spending time over there is so good for my soul. The older I get, the more I long for the peace, quiet and space of the country. The feel of earth under my boots, raindrops on my eyelashes and wind in my hair. The warmth of a horse’s velvety nose and the sound of happy chickens scratching in the grass. I was lucky enough to grow up on a farm and though at the time I never thought I’d say it, I miss living on the land. I’m so glad my mum’s little slice of the countryside is just a couple of minutes away.
The days here are short and grey now. Each morning our tiny town is swathed in mist, the grass is crunchy with frost and the cold bites at our toes as we creep out of bed. Outside the deciduous trees are bare and the earth is cold and damp, but inside we are cocooned with socks, blankets and bowls of soup.
I love the hush of winter. Though we all carry on with our usual busyness, somehow everything seems a little quieter. A little slower. Like the world around us pauses to take a breath.
I hope you’ve all had a restful, happy weekend and managed to find a little quiet of your own. Sending warm, happy thoughts for the week ahead!