david’s place

by elizestrydom


Last weekend a few of us ventured up north and stayed with my flatmate Lydia’s brother, David. As we drove from the airport to his treehouse, our Sydney layers came off and we slipped into a slower pace. After giving Pancho a pat we strolled out on to the verandah, cups of tea in hand. We laughed and chatted and nodded in complete agreement when someone noted how a light, open house, surrounded by nature can work wonders for your sense of wellbeing.