The Farm

A lot of people will never experience the joys of living on a farm and probably most don’t want to, it’s an acquired taste, something you really WANT to do….

When we first took on this job and moved out here it was so amazing, we were smitten with the place having lived in town for most of the kids lives. My husband is from a farming background and I am from the city. When our eldest 2 kids were babies we lived on a farm, and while it was good we weren’t really that great at it. We were just kids making our way and running out of water, dingoes howling all night, snakes everywhere including in the house, septic blocking constantly, bugs everywhere I for one was glad to get back to living in a town. Fast forward that to now and I can’t stand living in town and will never go back.

The farm has been tough, it’s not just an operating cattle property it is also being divided up into smaller blocks to form a housing estate. Such a shame, but this is how the owners make their money as property developers.  The first year was super tough,  we had cattle die, calves die, orphan calves, it was just a nightmare.  We felt so responsible even though none of it was out fault.  The second year was much the same and this year we have just endured the worst drought in history. The cows were so skinny, they were feeding calves and had no food themselves, we weren’t allowed to buy feed for them and I gotta say it nearly did me in. I very nearly left the farm because I cannot stand animal cruelty and to me, having an animal starve to death is bloody cruel especially when the owners are very wealthy people.  This is one of the most fertile farms in the district and it was dirt, we were irrigating 12 hours a day to try and keep the grass alive, it was just enough for the cattle to keep going, but they were starving nonetheless.  Relief came with 400 mls of rain and the farm sprang back to life, the cattle are now all fat again but it’s getting dry again. It’s like this never ending cycle of drought, rain, drought, drought, rain. Once upon a time you could rely on the seasons but not anymore.

Afternoons on the farm are amazing and we have some of the best sunsets you will ever see.  In winter the air is brisk, it smells crisp and clean, its our favorite time of the year.  The creek runs clear and cold and the mist rising from the water early in the morning is proof that life will not be contained.

So while farming is a tough gig, you will always find beauty if you look hard enough.  I wouldn’t give this lifestyle up for the world but I am the lucky one, I get to enjoy all this property has to offer without having to work for it!  Can’t do better than that!

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