My Dream Of Having A Farmstay Started A Long Time Ago……

You see – Most people, when meeting me for the very first time,  would never ever think that I was born and actually grew up in the city…   Yes I have to confess  –   I Did… I grew up in the City …   went to school in the City and lived there for quite some years……   Then I realised that I needed something more from my life  –

I Would like to share with you my very first memories of having the wonderful experience of staying on a farm….. I was just 10 years old….   yes that young and I STILL to this day remember it.. and I have a framed picture that I cherish of this experience… oh I love that picture !!!

My father was working in New Zealand and we as a family had the wonderful opportunity of staying on a property …   wow….  6 whole weeks…    the best time of my ENTIRE life…..

The smell of hay… gosh I love that smell…..   sheep… yep now you know where THAT love comes from… and the country life.. …  the hospitality……    cup of tea any time of the day (or night)….  freshly baked afternoon tea…   (scones, with jam and cream)…  and well, the whole package….  genuine HONEST people… not to say that city folk aren’t honest, don’t get me wrong…  but country folk…..  well…..  its just something so special….  who locks doors in the country ???   and if you did…   Where IS the KEY ????

So, my Love Of the Country Started……..   And Grew and Grew And Grew :)

 

Until Next Time: –

Baaaaaaa from Julie

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