A long, winding road leads to beauty
I'M one of those people who loves nothing better than travelling up an unknown, long and winding road.
When I travel around Richmond Valley I have to resist the urge to turn up a dirt road and see what is just around the next corner.
Sometimes I stop the car and breathe in the beauty in our backyard. I've lost count of how many times I've told myself how lucky I am to work and live in this region.
The daily stresses can sometimes overwhelm, but then I look at the scenery, my eyes rest and I stop thinking quite so much.
Whether it is the Woodenbong woodlands, the surf at Airforce Beach, the soft green hills around Kyogle or the wide open spaces of Tabulam, the land fills me up to face another day.
So may I remind you to soak it up and smell the roses and enjoy what we have.
I have been asked why I made this place my home.
My answer sounds morbid but it is not meant to be.
If this - the land - is the last thing I see before I die, I'll die happy.