Salve for the soul.

I was born in the city.

I was raised on the coast.

But my heart will always feel at home in the country.

Yesterday was a bit of a struggle to be honest.

The culmination of a whole host of reasons.

I was physically exhausted and emotionally overwhelmed.

Just didn't have the energy to keep my chin up.

After a stressful school drop off with a tantruming 5yr old (who excels in class but has big behavioural issues at school), I wanted to curl up in a ball and hide. I longed to get into bed and pull the covers over my head.

Six years of incessant sleep deprivation/disruption has been catching up with me and the longer it goes on, the less I'm able to bounce back. I'm very much aware of the impact it has on my emotional resilience too. We all struggle with it, as parents of little ones, (well, most of us do anyway).

So...feeling like a weepy zombie, I dropped Hubby at work and kept driving towards the Brindabellas. I needed to be in a comforting space, preferably with caffeine, which is why the Jackman and I found ourselves at Lanyon Homestead.

Sitting in the sunshine with a strong coffee in my hands, watching Jack running knee deep in clover, was salve for my soul. It was peaceful and beautiful and comforting.

Wandering about the orchard and listening to the fairy wrens in the hedgerow lifted the weight of my worries momentarily and let's face it, it's impossible not to feel happy chatting to a herd of curious cows.

My problems haven't magically disappeared but the fresh air and space gave me a little respite and perspective.

Lanyon will always have a special place in my heart.

Its a precious piece of countryside and I'm grateful for it.

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