miscellaneous, musings

Up at the farm

We spend the Easter holiday each year at my aunt and uncle’s farm.  Clare hasn’t missed one yet, and looks forward to the visit with great excitement.  This year she is at a perfect age for a farm holiday.  She loved riding in the ute to let the cattle out and bring them back in again, feeding out to the merinos, collecting eggs and feeding the chooks, chucking rocks into the dam, and paddling and feeling mud squishing between her toes.  This year was extra special because Daddy took her for a ride on the farm motorbike.

Dan and Clare on the farm bike by you.

It took a little coaxing at first, but once she’d had her first ride we could barely keep her away!  Stella even had a ride (gasp!).  The girls both loved the Easter egg hunt on Sunday morning – Clare kept giving the eggs to Daddy to mind and he continued redistributing them around the garden, so each egg was discovered approximately four times.

Stella finds an egg by you.

Stella was a little cautious around the farm dogs (woof woof) but enjoyed the chickens – she can even make a good chook noise now.  We were lucky enough to have my parents with us and my cousin and her two young children.  So lovely watching Stella and her cousin playing together – Stella is only four months younger – and Stella was intrigued with the six-month old.  A little too enthusiastic with her cuddles and kisses though!

I love our Easter holidays at the farm.  Clear blue sky, fresh air, rolling hills, sadly not much green around at present though.  It’s so relaxing for me as a visitor, and my aunt’s and uncle’s hospitality knows no bounds.  Although we don’t go to church at Easter, I have still attempted to explain to Clare what Easter is really about – but boy, it is so hard to explain the resurrection to a six year old!  I know though that to Clare it is about love and family, nature and the cycle of life.  Hopefully Stella will receive the same gifts from our visits as she gets older.