Monday, January 2, 2012
from the river house: hello 2012
We were deep in the country when the clock struck twelve. It was our first time at the river house and we revelled in the vast landscape and the big, clear, open sky. After the busyness of Christmas it was so nice to get away and sit amidst the quiet (the song of crickets and cows).
On the days when we drove I took note of the cottages, tin sheds and corrugated iron shacks - the washing blowing in the breeze and the rose bushes in bloom.
When you're over the hill and far away, life is oh so sweet.
Photos by Daniel, clever, isn't he.