You are invited to come for a run with me. Not just any run. My favourite run, my most favourite place to run, the place where I transformed myself from non-running to runner.
After running up the drive way we round the corner on Brocks Road. This view always makes my heart do a little dance. This road signifies my graduation from the farm drive way to out and about. The apron strings were cut and I was off. Don’t you love the feel of breeze? It’s a bit warm today but the breeze makes it very pleasant. And the sound of the gravel as it crunches under our shoes? I love that sound.
We round the corner onto Cheshunt Road, there is Quamby Bluff in the background. The silage looks so nice against the backdrop of the mountains. There is something about farmers storing away feed for the winter even though for us in the sounthern hemisphere winter seems a long way away.
I hope we don’t get rained on, it’s forecast. I’m hopeful that we’ll miss it.
Let’s just run.
On the homeward trip we go past all the landmarks. As we get closer to the farm drive way around the corner comes Pauly.
It’s quite warm so he has zipped out to bring us a cool drink before he goes to start the afternoon milking.
Thanks Pauly, my Husband is sweet like that (he’s also very happy that I have some company for the run today).
And here we are home again.
I don’t think Mintie is all the interested in our 14km run today.
Gosh, home just in time. A summer sun shower is turning into a lovely heavy rain. That will put irrigation on hold at least for another day or so.
Thanks for coming with me. I hope you enjoyed my favourite place to run. It’s lovely just to go out for a run for no other reason but for the happiness that running gives.
You are welcome any time.
Happy running 🙂