Break Time

Last night's sunset,  near Mum's house.
What once was a dairy farm, will now accommodate 400 new houses.
The Blue Mountains can be seen in the background.  I still remember the first time I saw the Blue Mountains, I was only eight years old and the mountains have  been the family's backdrop for 54 years.
In 1988 Mr H.P. and I moved to the mountains to live with our four children.

Just a quick post to let you know I'm taking a short break from blogging.

I have had the flu twice this winter and  I am slowly recovering from that.  On top of chronic health issues which prolong recovery, I've been helping my Mum move out from what has been our family home for the past 54 years. 

This task has taken up almost every day over the past two weeks - and is a mammoth task.  Hopefully,  we will have achieved completion mid-week, and then comes the adventure of helping her find a new home to live in. 

To remain positive and build my health and strength I walk and attend yoga classes twice a week, and meditate daily.

The experience of helping Mum move has forced me to deal with the realisation that my mother is a hoarder, and I am fearful of the effect the compulsory acquisition and resulting move will have on her once the sale is finalised. 

I guess only time will tell.

In the meantime, we do what needs to be done on a daily basis and the entire family is coping beautifully, and more importantly, Mum is still smiling.

Skylands Artscape Schofields Railway Station - Eagle - 350 kilograms and 6 metres wide.
While the developers try to put a positive spin on the land release, for those who have been long time residents of the area can only feel a deep sense of loss - mostly because this has be a wholesale desecration of a way of life upheld for at least a century...which will disappear in a matter of months.