|The rooftops of the farm from a high hill in one of the fields. |
The obscured mountain in the background is Cadair Idris.
(I had intended to add some anecdotal photos here, but blogger is being silly)
I have come back feeling like I have had a proper holiday. The last time I felt that was two years ago, and it's lovely. I spent today taking down almost all of the Christmas things (except the tree), and cleaning and tidying - a New Year's clean, if a little late. I made bread, and in an effort to get back into pre-preparing work night dinners, made a pot of soup. I listened to radio 4. It is so lovely to be home. It is more lovely to finally be happy enough here to be pleased to be home.
Tomorrow I go back to work, and I can't wait to see the kids.
Last year was really difficult for us. There were times when it felt like life was at breaking point. Stuff was just too hard, there was too much. I am normally someone who pushes on through bad stuff, so admitting that says a lot about how hard.
This year has begun well - I am rested, hopeful, and ready to take on whatever is thrown at me. I love my work and my life is full of lovely things and experiences and people. I have a wee list to work through before I hit 30, so those are my new year's intentions this year.
Happy New year everyone - I hope you are full of hope too!! I am ready to kick 2012's arse.