Country Life pt.1

I've lived in some cool cities.  I spent much of my childhood in one.  I have a stack of happy memories, and very few bad ones.  But, the pull of the countryside dragged us under.

 We are here, and we have never been happier.  Our children have flourished in the countryside.

 And we've only just begun.

I can't now imagine a different life for us.  Already this year, we've ridden horses, tempted baby eels from their stony river caves, watched tadpoles grow, chased wild bunny rabbits up driveways, and plucked big fat blackberries from thorny bushes.  The beach is at hand, and there's always a river for us to dip our toes in.

More recently, we've taken to exploring local walking tracks and discovering their golden, nature-y secrets.  And even if those secrets occasionally include far too many steps ("Oh Mama, we've made a huge mistake!"), there's something in these walks, the swims, and even the stormy nights...

And these babies. They are country kids, and for me, that is the best gift I could ever dream of giving them.

Plus, nothing cooler than a country cafe, where the baristas know your dad's name...