It has taken about a week for us to start bonding with the farmhouse we're staying at in Fourmagnac. This is really unlike us as generally we arrive and hit the ground running.
Feeling out of sorts on a holiday is not ideal and even now we're still unsure why we felt the way we did. Thankfully we got our Swifty on and shook off our crappy moods, opened our eyes, and started to fully appreciate the beauty around us. We fell in love with this charming 300 y.o. farmhouse nestled into the most amazing countryside, and came to think of the goats, sheep, horses and one very agile fox as our own. Can't say the same for the bugs, and blowflies the size of small ponies, but we embraced to the best of our ability.
Our favourite place to hang out was at the Lookout, at the top of the driveway. We'd sit here to eat, read, solve the big issues, or simply fall asleep in the sun. Just follow the poppies up the road and you're there.
Feeling out of sorts on a holiday is not ideal and even now we're still unsure why we felt the way we did. Thankfully we got our Swifty on and shook off our crappy moods, opened our eyes, and started to fully appreciate the beauty around us. We fell in love with this charming 300 y.o. farmhouse nestled into the most amazing countryside, and came to think of the goats, sheep, horses and one very agile fox as our own. Can't say the same for the bugs, and blowflies the size of small ponies, but we embraced to the best of our ability.
Our favourite place to hang out was at the Lookout, at the top of the driveway. We'd sit here to eat, read, solve the big issues, or simply fall asleep in the sun. Just follow the poppies up the road and you're there.
We're both not quite clear on what our lesson was that first week, but maybe it was simply to let go of expectations or run the risk of missing out on some really wonderful things right under your nose.
Lucky girls indeed. x
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