There is something beautiful about escaping the city. Perhaps it’s the feeling you’ve scraped off a layer, as if the smog, traffic and endless laundry piles are sitting outside your back door and haven’t made it all the way out onto the farm with you. Maybe it’s the sudden silence, punctuated only by birds, the lowing of cows and the odd dog barking as a herd of sheep scramble down the road. Or maybe it’s just the sound of your body and mind relaxing, like a creaky rocking chair that slowly eases into itself the more you spend time in it.
This was my reality last week as my family and I headed off to a little farmhouse just outside Bredasdorp, just 40 minutes from Arniston (and the beach!). The best thing about this was it was a FAMILY trip. My hubby and I got to spend a bit of time relaxing, reading and canoeing while our littles were feeding the sheep with granny, being told stories by their Uncle Dan or enjoying a secret biscuit with grandpa. It was also a reflective time as my uncle had recently passed away, and so it was special to be together.
We braaied at night, roasted marshmallows, played card games, drank red wine accompanied by licorice (amazing!), went for a long farm walk (while I babywore my 3 and a half month old), drove out to the beach, explored rock pools, drank endless cups of tea and ate homemade rusks, warmed up to the enormous boerbul dog from the main farmhouse, swam in our plunge pool, laughed a lot, answered a million toddler ‘why’ questions, and spent time just chilling out in each other’s company.
I also devoured the latest copy of Home Renovations magazine which was so inspiring and has put new energy and vigor into my husband and I when it comes to making our reno dreams come true!
This last week was so good for the soul and I really do feel renewed and renergised to take on the rest of December’s madcap moments. And so, we look forward to Christmas and all those good things that the Lord has brought us.