TOURIST TUESDAY: THERESA CREEK DAY THREE

Jarvis woke, and the first thing he did was run out side and stand next to the field where the horse was kept at night and yelled out "horsey, come here horsey". Funny thing is that bloody horse came running over to him every time he called him. For the fours days we stayed, when ever Jarvis would yell for the horse it would come to him and nuzzle up. Not sure who loved who more.

Jarvis's day was complete when the dog would come over each morning around eight. It is interesting watching him with animals. They just respond to him so well.

After a lazy breakfast, we walked up to the creek. I love how when technologies are taken away, life becomes simplified. Food, cooking, lifestyle. Our days were lazy filled with simple pleasures. For Jarvis on day three it was hours at the creek skimming rocks, and collecting some to keep.

It was a hot walk home, but lucky for Jarvis, he has a Dad willing to carry him for most of the hour walk.

After naps we walked off in the opposite direction towards the owners farm. And then went on another huge walk to collect bush lemons.

There was a lovely simplicity to our day, that relaxed my soul and had me wishing to move to either a farm or an ocean cabin.

TOURIST TUESDAY: THERESA CREEK DAY TWO

We all woke early, combination of the morning sun streaming through the window, and Jarvis's excitement to start the day.

Day Two was Justin's, and my, anniversary. 7th of the 7th. Nine years...wow. That went fast. It only seems like yesterday we had that first date, on a freezing night in July.

After Justin opened his presents we had breakfast on the verandah in the sun. Breakfast, and gift opening, was so exhausting for Justin he had to have a nap...the first of a few.

After slowly getting ready we drove "into town". After stocking up on groceries and had a quick lunch, we were all keen to get back to the slowness of the farm life. The trip into town exhausted all of us, so of course we had to nap some more.

After lunch it was back into our farm clothes and we set off to explore the property. The day before seemed to set the trend for our entire stay. Each afternoon we would set off and explore the land, always ending up at the owners farm for a chat. I will write more about Laurence and Margaret later,  as I am struggling to find the words to describe how amazing they made our stay. 

TOURIST TUESDAY: THERESA CREEK DAY ONE PART TWO

After lunch we set off for the farm. Words cannot describe how amazing this place is. So I will let the images tell the story. Jarvis and the owner's dog bonded immediately.

After a rest, we went for a walk on the property. Is was a VERY windy, cold afternoon. And a hard hike uphill. But I was determined to make it. as there is a spot on the property that gets phone reception and internet. Other wise no reception. I made my one call to check on Tamika and then was happy to go phone free.

The only thing I struggled with on that freezing day, was the outside shower and toilet. It got below zero over night and I felt it trying to shower in the wind with Jarvis and I fighting for a bit of warmth in the water.

Interesting. None of us noticed the lack of phones or TV. Justin spent the night doing a jigsaw puzzle and I read a book and crocheted. 

TOURIST TUESDAY: THERESA CREEK DAY ONE

After a hiatus from blogging I was not sure I was going to blog about our anniversary holiday. But, yesterday I was going through the images, and I thought, these are memories I want to preserve. So four weeks later.. here is day one, part one, of our trip to Theresa Creek.

This year it was Justin's turn to organise our holiday. With him so busy with work, we could only get away for a few days. What Justin found was perfect. We left Brisbane early Wednesday morning and headed towards NSW. 

Justin, as usual, drove. With my crochet in hand I was happy (as usual) with being the passenger. Jarvis and I, play a car game, so he was also happy as passenger. Honey Bear also came along for the trip.

First stop was a quick loo break at a servo. Second stop, a longer break at a pop up op shop. Holly Molly I could have spent SOOOO much money there. I was refrained, and came away with nothing. But a month later I am still thinking about those amazing vintage jeans and a certain purple poncho.

Then we stopped for a lazy lunch at Lismore. As you can see by the photos, Jarvis really hates going on holidays...um not.

Next week, I will do part two, with images from the farm. I took so many I did not want to overload this post.