Some of my best childhood summers were here.
This was our playground.
I like walking through these meadows, remembering what it used to be.
Most of the people that made this place so special aren't there anymore.
The next generations, will have their own memories here with us now.
What my Saturday in the countryside consisted of:
Wandering the orchards
Hand plowing in the garden
Drinking tea that was picked here
Collecting nettle for tomorrows lunch
Gathering water from the closest watering hole
Cuddling up with the cats by the wood burning stove
Family barbecuing and eating homemade/homegrown food
Running out to see if there are any lambs in the flock of sheep.
All with a view over the city.
A different kind of living and the change does me good.
So good.
