A few weeks ago we headed home to celebrate my Dad’s rather
significant birthday. Mum had organised a drinks party and left us in charge of
sourcing the present; a record player. Having scoured what seems like the
entire country, we arrived on the Friday night laden with gifts ready to
celebrate the next day.
The weather all weekend was perfect, crisp and cold and
although the house was not ‘christmassy’ at the time, it certainly felt it
outside. After all the celebrations, which carried on late into the night, a
bracing walk the next day was much appreciated. We popped out into the middle
of the farm with the dogs for an explore. The fields were hard with frost and
every branch looked to be dripping in diamonds. Wrapped up warm we trudged
through the brambles and breathed in the cool air.
Even Callie braved the cold after being poorly!
We are returning home early on Christmas Eve morning and
shall once again be laden with gifts. The weather isn’t looking as seasonal but
at least this time the house will be festive! I predict many more bracing walks
to blow out the cobwebs, cuddles with the dogs and a record of two spinning in
the background.
Merry Christmas! Keep your eyes peeled for a festive post
later in the week.
L.
