The comforts of home are many: the special smell of the earth after rain, mist lingering in the pine forest, the quiet and dark of the winter. It's somehow surprising that things feel just the same here- the chickens pecking around the garden, the radio on, the newspaper waiting at the end of the driveway each evening. There's so much growing, even though it's wintertime.
It's very comforting to be back in New Zealand- to be home again. We had a few long days travelling and it wasn't that enjoyable. Mostly because our luggage got lost somewhere near London (we have it back now), our first flight had to make a medical-related emergency landing in Newfoundland, and I happened to get some kind of bug on the first day, and had to hide at the back of the plane each time they brought around the meals. It's quite funny when I think about it now. But it wasn't at the time. The children were great though, and Tom was too. And now we're home, staying at my parent's farm for a bit, and enjoying seeing our friends and family again.
Thank you for all the well wishes for our travel! I'm looking forward to getting back into blogging and making things- just as soon as I locate my needles and thread.
It's very comforting to be back in New Zealand- to be home again. We had a few long days travelling and it wasn't that enjoyable. Mostly because our luggage got lost somewhere near London (we have it back now), our first flight had to make a medical-related emergency landing in Newfoundland, and I happened to get some kind of bug on the first day, and had to hide at the back of the plane each time they brought around the meals. It's quite funny when I think about it now. But it wasn't at the time. The children were great though, and Tom was too. And now we're home, staying at my parent's farm for a bit, and enjoying seeing our friends and family again.
Thank you for all the well wishes for our travel! I'm looking forward to getting back into blogging and making things- just as soon as I locate my needles and thread.
