Our secret weapon.

Wednesday.
The second last day of the summer holidays.
The second last day of seven months together.
A walk in the late afternoon.
Plums and blackberries picked.
And eaten.
And spilled.
And shared.
Time together.

Yesterday I tried to convince my farmer boy to chuck it all in, to hitch up the caravan and to head North again. Yesterday the impending school year felt overwhelming. Yesterday I wasn't sure where to begin. Yesterday I wanted to be free.

Today I'm not sure.

I love this place.
I love how things are so less complicated when we get out on the farm.
I love breathing in the clean air, playing with sticks, growing and picking stuff and getting dirty.
I love being together.

I have to remember to get out on the farm when things get too much this year.
To get everyone in boots and outside.
That'll get us through.
That's our secret weapon.

Do you have a secret weapon when things get too much?
Do you have a fail safe way of changing the mood?
Is it somewhere you go, something you make or something you do?
Do tell.

xx