Back to basics…. 

When I was little we lived on a remote(ish) self sufficient property. Back then I took it for granted. There was nothing more I wanted than the chance to break free of life on the land and experience the”city” in all it’s glory. Now I live in the city and find myself missing the farm like crazy.

I’m sure I never had anxiety living on the farm. Country people never seem to be in a rush, they always find time spare to bond with nature or help a friend, time seems to move differently out there. It’s amazing how the urge to dash to and fro disappears almost as soon as you go from tar to dirt roads. All the locals still wave at strangers as if they’ve been friends for years as they pass them driving on a lonely dirt road.