Going home

Travelling down to Rosebank always feels a little like going home. The rolling hills and winding roads seem to envoke a certain joy in me and I can barely contain my excitement as we inch our way down the coast.

We went down to Rosebank Hall for boxing day to catch up with Dads sisters and their families. It was such a great day. The owners of the farm house Dad grew up in were so hospitable to let us come and play on their property a while. I love that they let us children come and play. Some of my favourite memories as a child were playing on the farm, and I loved seeing the joy on the boys faces as they ran around with the dogs, patting the horses and feeding the pig and chickens.

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