Merry Christmas and weekend reads

Well, Christmas is nearly upon us and I'm signing off for the week while our family spends quality time together.  We have a big Church long table Christmas dinner tonight to attend too, a Christmas eve service to attend, lights still to see, crackers to make and no doubt there will be a few trips to the beach.   Christmas will be a simple day here with some Aussie prawns, BBQ and salad, cheese/nibbles, Australian ham off the bone and a pavlova.  There will be a few gifts under the tree, phone calls to family and perhaps a picnic at the beach if the weather permits.  The dogs will get a nice bone and we will play board games and relax to Christmas movies and music.    

A cool change has come in today and we are all feeling much happier and more relaxed.  I'll be the first to admit the recent dry heat makes this heavily pregnant Mama bear somewhat growly.  However, the yurt has had all its windows opened up and we have a couple of awnings to set up still as there is a little rain predicted over the coming week.  Frustratingly, each time we look at the forecast the amount of rain predicted seem to get downgraded.  It's looking more and more like dry thunderstorms, which are not ideal considering the brown and crispy nature of the landscape.  We went for a bushwalk the other day and even the understory in the pockets of rainforest is gone.

May the new year bring lots of rain throughout the country.

I wish you all a safe and merry Christmas dear readers.  Thank you for your ongoing support, encouragement and interest in our journey towards living a simpler life.

Much love,

A Simple Living Journey: The path less travelled
As we enter a new year, it can be helpful to reflect the life we live and the changes we want to make amidst the noisy marketing that exists at this time of year.  Here is an older blog post I hope will help you remember to follow the beat of your own drum.

Treading My Own Path: Donating gifts
A helpful path for those on a path to less.

Joshua Becker: 7 signs you shouldn't buy another christmas gift

ABC: Going zero waste in regional Queensland
An Aussie mother trying to reduce waste in rural Australia.

Vogue: sustainability 2020s circular fashion and textile recycling
I feel like this kind of fashion is going to be out of my price range, and that the consumer market would have to have a complete overhaul.  But it's an interesting concept none the less.  I hope it moves forward.

A simple frugal quilting project

I have made a simple raggedy quilt for all three boys and with this little one I was conscious that I may be strapped for time to sew for quite a while after her birth with 4 children to care for, so I decided to get cracking early.

Once upon a time, it seemed perfectly natural to go out and buy beautiful fabric to then cut up and quilt.  There is certainly a time and place for that kind of creativeness especially if your budget allows for it, but in this season of our lives, mine simply doesn't. 

Preparing for a baby - the simple way

Walking into a baby superstore can be an overwhelming experience.  What cot/bassinet/pram/car seat/stroller is best?  What about a bouncer, or a rocker?  Cloth nappies or disposable nappies?  Then there is a multitude of clothing, toys, bedding and nursery decor to peruse.

A little baby Henry

Babies.  They are big business.  Like all big businesses they play on peoples emotions, in this instance, it's parents wanting the best for their little bundles of joy to come.

But what do babies really need?

weekend reads

Ah, Christmas.

Are you feeling excited about Christmas?  Or are you feeling totally unenthusiastic about the sheer volume of advertising, the pressure to consume and to keep up with the Joneses?

I don't tend to blog a whole lot on the topic of Christmas, because I have no desire to add to the noise and pressure that people already feel during this time of year.  But this weekends reading list there are two posts I wrote last year on mindful gift-giving for kids, and another for tweens/teens which you may want to check out of you are stuck for gift ideas.

Giving gifts that are going to be consumed like quality local produce or homemade goods make lovely gifts for the adults in your life.  As well as supporting small local businesses and farmers.  For kids, we like to give practical items that they will need for the new school year in their Santa Sacks.  Our children all need new lunch box's so I have purchased sturdy stainless steel $8 lunch boxes for all of them from Ali and fresh undies for the new year.  They always laugh about getting undies from Santa, and these things add up hugely if left to the purchase at the beginning of the year straight after Christmas.  Why not kill two birds with one stone?  There are school socks yet to buy, a fresh drawing pad each, stickers and stationery.  The little boys have a small $15 lego set and Will has asked for a new cap.  Add in a book each and some lollies and their Santa Sacks will be bursting at the seams!  With the added bonus of the majority of the school preparation for the new year is done way in advance.

Christmas with children and the thought of our homes filling with more pointless stuff we don't need nor use can feel utterly overwhelming.  But with a little planning, it can be a time where we give them the things they will need for the new season.  I believe and have witnessed in my own family, that giving like this cultivates an attitude of gratefulness.  Getting things remains an occasional and special treat which builds anticipation and adds to the overall sense of pleasure.

Much love,


10 mindful clutter-free gift ideas for young children

10 ideas for mindful clutter-free gifts for teen/tween boys

Mathew Evans: Eating vegan the big picture

Becoming Minimalist: Beautiful home

Conversations: Annabel Crabb Why don't Dads take parental leave?

A year of reflection

As this year comes to a close I have spent some time reflecting on what we have learnt.

It has not been an easy year.  But then it was never going to be.

I knew moving was going to be hard, but it was more challenging then I could have imagined.  I grieved deeply for my friendships and my community.  But nearly one year on, I have learnt that some people will always be in your life, no matter how far the distance between you.  Technology does help to bridge the gap and true friendships will always remain over vast distance because the things that brought you together are so strong they cannot be diluted.   

Money has been far tighter than we expected it to be, Grant has taken a significant hit in pay.  The sustainable logging which we thought would happen early in 2019 to help us get on our feet here is now not happening until early 2020.  As a result, many of the things we thought we would have up and running by now like sufficient and reliable power, water and building have all taken far more time to manage on a weekly basis.  This has often been disheartening, tiring and frustrating.  It regularly feels like one step forward and two steps backwards.  But as I look around nearly 12 months on, there is a lot we have achieved.

If you had of asked me two years ago if we would be living in a yurt I would have laughed.  But now it has become an ordinary part of our life.  

Currently, the inside of the yurt does not look at all like this.  It is instead a building site with the framework of the loft going up.  I look forward to sharing progress photos once I can capture it a little more clearly.  But this was our starting point.  

Firstly we actually did it.  We looked at what we truly wanted in life and took a giant leap into the unknown to pursue it, and we didn't drown.  We spluttered a few times sure, but together we are still here.  Our marriage is stronger then it has ever been and throughout this year Grant and I have grown closer than I could have imagined, even after 13 years of marriage.  He still drives me completely mental at times of course, but no doubt I have one or two slightly irritating habits also.  (Maybe)  This move has required us to pull together, to communicate more clearly and to put down our differences so we can move forward together.  It is easy to argue when things go wrong, it is harder to show compassion, grace and understanding.

We have been forced to simplify.  A lot.

I always thought we lived a pretty simple life but now it is on a totally different level.  I have had to learn to budget really hard just to make ends meet.  I always enjoyed op-shopping and up-cycling but if I'm honest convenience and instant gratification would win out far more then I intended.  By stripping back our lives completely I have been forced to exercise my will-power and truly reflect on what and why I bought things.  I'm really proud to say that now the practice of our lives is far more in alignment with our values.

This is not to say it is perfect.  I would love to only buy ethically and sustainably but I cannot usually afford too.  Not if I want to put healthy, nourishing food on the table for my family, have fuel in the car and pay the bills.  But what I can do is buy only what we truly need, buy second hand whenever possible and adapt or up-cycle.  Now the only clothing items we buy from chain stores are cotton undergarments, Grants high visibility work shirts, and basic cotton singlets/long sleeve tops and leggings which are staples in my simple wardrobe.  I find these basic items are nearly impossible to find in op-shops in good condition as most people wear them to the point of wearing out.  However, outer layers like cardigans, dresses, jumpers, shorts, tee-shirts, pants, linens and household items are quite readily found in excellent condition second hand.  So I do the best I can with what we have and choose to buy natural fibres where ever possible when buying new.  I have learnt to adapt my style to suit this way of consuming, and if anything I feel like I have discovered a style that is more 'me' and re-discovered the fun to be had in dressing, creating and sewing.

I recently bought a homemade skirt made with yards and yards of fabric from the op-shop for 50c from the clearance rack.  It was totally shapeless, way too big and way too long.  I bought it anyway thinking it would either be good use as fabric for another project or I could remake it into something I could wear.  The other day I pulled it out, took it up, took it in and rummaged through my sewing stash for some sweet contrasting fabric to use as big patch pockets.  I then re-threaded new elastic into the waist and now I have a fun, unique skirt that will adapt with my ever-changing pregnant shape.  Grant thinks it's very cute and that I look like Peter Rabbits Mum, but I'm totally ok with that.  Because skirts with pockets are the best!    

The same goes for building materials.  It would be quicker and easier to go to Bunnings and buy what we need.  But this year we have had to exercise our patience to slowly salvage and collect second-hand building materials.  We still need to buy some items new like the yellow tongue flooring for the loft and quality heavy-duty bolts and screws, but the big hardwood beams and 2x4 timber posts are all second hand, as is the cladding for the internal walls.  This means the environmental footprint of our tiny building project is significantly reduced, as is the overall cost.  Win-win!  The mezzanine of the yurt is coming along well, and I look forward to sharing some progress shots over the next week or two.

Living like this resonates deeply within me.  There is much we are doing imperfectly, that I want to improve but there is also a whole lot of stuff we are doing really well.  It is easy to look at Instagram and other people out there who are writing about their simple, zero waste lives, and then feel like we are not reaching the bar.

Simple rituals and cute op-shopped vintage items.  

But it is important to remember that simple living, reducing waste and up-cycling is not the consumer-based model in which the majority of the world lives in.  It is hard, systems are not set up for it and as a result of needing to live and work within that system, our actions will often be imperfect.  But it doesn't mean we can't try our best anyway and continue to make meaningful changes in our daily lives.

For me, the biggest influence in making major changes has been the removal of convenience.  The removal of grid based power means we had to work out how to use less power or risk having none.  The removal of mains water means we have had to become incredibly conscious of what water we use.  The removal of money has forced us to totally simplify and change the way we live.  A small example of a change inspired by the removal of an item is that we no longer buy glad wrap and haven't for a long time.  If it's not in the house, then it cannot be relied upon.  We didn't research all the different options as a replacement, we simply removed it from our lives and got on with making do without it.  This for us has proven to be the best method of making changes, to simply jump in and get on with the task at hand.  No matter how big or small.

Kids are great at making do with what's on hand and creating their own free fun.  The boys love making cubbies in the bush and they take their own picnics down to the creek and disappear for hours.  They are not far from us in reality and we can hear/see them but they feel like they are a world away.

Sometimes endless research into the 'best solution' can be paralyzing, and whilst our method of radical removal of things from our lives may not be everyone's cup of tea, it has proven to create a powerful shift for us in ensuring the life we live is in alignment with the life we value.  It is perhaps the thing I am most grateful for amongst this move.

Today when I look around I see our little yurt which is slowly but steadily becoming a beautiful, functional home for our family.  I see new budding friendships, happy settled kids thriving at their new school.  I look out at the farm and I see the magic of the landscape that called us to this beautiful place.

No, this move hasn't been easy.  There has been tears, worries, stress and heartache.  But it has been worth every second and I know in my heart of hearts we made the right decision in coming here.

Besides, what's the fun of life without the occasional mad adventure, right?

Much love,

Home safe

We are relieved to share we are home, and that we still have a home (well yurt) to return too.  Sadly not everyone is so lucky.  Including people just a little further up our road.  

But by golly, it has been a long, exhausting and stressful week.  The fires are still burning, though the ones near us are considered to be 'under control'.  The firies have been doing an amazing job of fighting the fires, back burning and building fire breaks.  Working in crews around the clock.  Hopefully, these fires will now begin to burn themselves out though everyone remains on high alert for spot fires.  

 Home, it was good to see this little place of ours.  

Devastating bushfires at the farm

Hello there dear readers.

Some of you may be wondering if we live in an area which is being impacted by the horrendous  bushfires in NSW.  We do.  In fact the edge of the fire as I write this is 1km away from our property.

A map of the fire zone.  The black shaded area is the fire ground, the red is the predicted burn area today.  Our property and home sit well within the red zone. 

As a result of horrendous weather predictions for today (Tuesday) we have evacuated into Wauchope.  We are grateful all our animals are safe with loving people in emergency care.  Aggie remains with us at the motel as does Bear who is not great with strangers and of course Squirtle the turtle, who is currently living in a rather unglamorous Tupperware container.

We are expecting a hot north-westerly which is going to swing the fire around.  This will mean the edge which is currently burning away from us is going to swing towards us, bringing the fire onto our property in no time.  The fire is predicted to burn hot, move fast and leave a wake of heartache and devastation behind it.

The firies have been working around the clock setting up containment lines and back burning in preparation.  They are amazing.

Frustratingly, we had extensive fire protection plans for the property.  We intended to get large galv header tanks, a big pump and install a substantial sprinkler system by next summer, but we didn’t have the funds to do it yet.  Our little yurt is in a large green clearing, with a good road in and out.  If there happens to be a truck in the right time our place it is defendable.  But the fire zone is huge and resources are stretched beyond capacity.  As a result, it is highly possible there will be no firies available for many of the properties under threat.  There are simply too many properties to defend and the fires are too big.  We know from the Pinery Fires in which we nearly lost Grant, just how bad things get and how fast conditions can change.

Like many others, we don’t know if we will have a home to return to tomorrow.

I feel sick to think we could lose it all again, whilst pregnant.  Again.  (There is a post here about the time we were displaced and lost everything in a flood when I was 34 weeks pregnant with Angus, you can search for it but I can’t easily link from my phone). We know that road and it is brutal, heartbreaking and exhausting.

But tonight as I sit wondering how the hell we are going to be able to piece back our family and our lives if the worst happens, I’m here ask you this; If you have a little spare cash, please donate to the NSW Rural Fire Service.  These men and women are legends, working huge days around the clock.  Literally fighting to save lives and homes.  Real life actual superhero’s.

If you are a person of faith please pray for the safety and protection of the brave men and women who risking it all for us.  Pray for the weather conditions to be milder than expected, for roads to remain clear and for the safety of the people, homes and animals in the fire ground.

Then act.  Please consider donating what you can, however big or small to the NSW Rural Fire Service or a charity that is helping with recovery.  The recovery process is going to be huge, complex and long.  It will take years.  Some people won’t ever fully recover both physically or mentally.

I ask you to please donate money over goods.  Money gives people back some choice and power to purchase items they want, rather than make do with whatever they get.  It may seem small, but when you have no choice about what has happened to your home and your future those little things like choosing a brand of toothpaste your kid actually likes and buying your favourite brand of coffee make a huge difference.  They begin to return a persons sense of control and autonomy over their lives which is something that is taken away when you lose your home to a natural disaster.

I’m not sure when I’ll be back in this space.

Much love,

PS please excuse my typos, this post has been written on my phone as I’m currently unsure where my laptop is among our belongings gathered together in a hurry. The dark, poorly taken phone photo is the edge of the fire from our place the night before we evacuated.  It was still this night and the fire was burning more slowly.

Cauliflower and bacon soup

I love a good soup.  They are simple to make, require only one pot, can use a variety of ingredients and are deeply nourishing while having the added bonus of being the perfect dish to use any slightly dodgy veggies that have been left in the back of the crisper.  They make the ultimate thrifty family meal.

Being a homemaker is a valid life choice

Sometimes I hear the phrase;

"But what do you DO all day?"


"I find being at home so boring, I could never only do that."

Our previous garden in the little old cottage.  Creating a nice home makes it all the more enjoyable to be in.  Home should be a place we feel comfortable and can be our true selves.  

cooking on a wood oven

Like many people of my generation, I had very little experience cooking on a wood oven prior to getting our Aga.  There was a small one in our little old cottage back in SA, but I mostly cooked on our electric stove.  My mother cooked on an electric stove, as did both my grandmothers.  I had rarely even seen anyone cook on a wood oven, which meant getting one was a great learning curve.  Especially as it was our only way of cooking and heating in the yurt over our first winter.

A simple meal of pork sausages and mash.  Always a hearty winner on a cold winters night. 

And then there were four

I have not been here quite as much as usual over the past couple of months, and here is the reason why.  Introducing our littlest bean who has been taking up more than his/her fair share of my energy!    
Ultrasound at 12 weeks and 3 days

A bit of a yarn and weekend reads

What a week!

It’s been a week of first world disasters here at the farm.  First, the solar controller died.  It was getting on in years as we had moved it from the caravan to the yurt, although it’s an easy problem to solve by ordering a new one online.  It's inconvenient, to say the least.  Then our back up generator died out of the blue, leaving us with no power, and no satellite internet this week.  The generator is under warranty, but still a major pain while it gets sorted none the less.  It means we need to use a laundromat for the washing which is an expensive hassle.  If I'm a little quiet here over the next week or two that is why, though I will pop on when I can.  

I have mentioned this year about how challenging things have been financially since we moved here.  Part of that was because Grant was working casually.  Though his hourly rate was fine, it meant he didn't get paid public holidays, had no holidays, or sick pay and when it was quiet he got sent home or was given a day off.  Each week we would work hard to get ahead, and then a quiet week would put us two steps backwards.  It was frustrating and stressful.

This sweet girl has been tucked into my sewing box, forgotten about.  This weekend I'll be spending a little time working on her clothes.

Weekend reads and our year of less update.

We have been continuing with our year of less project and it is going well.  We have a new clear budget for our lives here and identified some areas we need to reduce.  Our budget is still too tight but we are getting there slowly.  Fortunately, our tax return has allowed us to pay off some things in full, which will free some money.  Grant has also received a small pay rise which finally gives us a nearly workable budget.  Just.

Grant built this gate out of free salvaged hardwood.  The latch is a simple block of wood that slides in and out of the strainer post with a bolt attached as a knob.  Taking the time to DIY these kinds of things saves a lot of money, though it does require patience and time.    

hello there

Hello there dear readers, how are you?

5 out of the 6 kids balancing on an old stump.

school holidays!

It's been cold and wet here at the farm.  Our tracks have turned into a slippery mess, the washing was mounting up in front of my eyes and we were all feeling irritable and fed up by the constant mud.  Throw in all 5 of us coming down with a nasty flu, and the yurt was beginning to feel very small.

The boys watching a movie on a cold morning.  

What is off-grid living?

The basic definition of 'off-grid' simply means to not be connected to mains power, mains water and town effluent.  But the way people live this out in a practical sense differs widely from person to person.

Our off-grid yurt. 

meandering thoughts and farm kids

There is always something to do here, and every weekend Will can be found working alongside Grant.  Collecting and splitting firewood, helping with fencing, carting water and he even helps Grant with the woodroaches which is something I refuse to go near.  When Grant wants to take a rest, Will often hassles him to "Get back to work Dad!"  which always makes me chuckle.  He has always been a beautiful kid, but by golly, he is thriving here in ways I couldn't have imagined.  Grant is always inclusive and patient with the boys as they learn to work alongside him and I'll never tire of watching them all together. 

Weekend Reads

Winter has well and truly settled in and we often wake up to a heavy fog which has blanketed our valley.  The mornings are beautiful here.  Once the kids are off to school grab my camera, let the dogs out for a good run while I go for a walk to collect kindling for the fire.     


Whats been happening on the farm.

I have not managed much time here on the blog this past week as we have had my parents visiting from South Australia for 11 days, which was wonderful.  The boys loved seeing them, and though we may live 2000km away, these kinds of visits are of great quality with plenty of time to catch up over a cuppa and home cooked meals.  They left for home this morning and the farm is oh so quiet.  It's just me, the dogs, the cat, Gwinny the neighbor's old horse and a few of their cattle which have decided to pop over for a visit.  

There has been plenty of time hanging out in the yurt which whilst small, with plenty of work to be done before it's finished, is perfectly comfortable.   

wild dogs and the beginning of winter

Winter has well and truly hit here.  It's delightfully cold, windy and raining.  The tanks badly need a top up and with the rain settled in like it has, it should fill both of them.   

Henry feeling a little brighter helping me check on the first rise of tonight's bread.  

weekend reads and a thing I did.

I did a thing, and it is pretty cool.

Sitting down and reading all the wonderful articles over breakfast. 

Small, green habits that add up

I have been reading a bit about climate change anxiety recently and with it's with good reason people feel anxious about our environment.  When we look at the state of our world and the rate of which we are trashing it, it can feel like we are watching a train wreck in motion, powerless to do anything about it.

Our new compost heap!  

Weekend Reads and pizza pockets

I'm getting the hang of baking in the wood Aga, after a couple of spectacular failures.  I have moved back to baking an ordinary bread over sourdough for a while, I'm frustrated I can't consistently make an excellent loaf, so I have moved back to what I can do well.  

Finding our new normal

Life is getting so much easier now we are in the yurt, and as a family, we are far more settled and relaxed.  Each night as I tuck the boys in, I am so thankful they are in warm, clean, dry beds surrounded by their beloved stuffed toys.  It is such a small and ordinary thing but by golly, it makes me happy. 

A close encounter

There have been a few comings and goings in our family recently.  My beautiful Max the cat is gone without a trace.  I suspect a snake might have got him as he was such a homebody and never strayed far.  Gosh, I loved that cat, he was the friendliest most patient cat I have ever met.  The boys miss him terribly, especially Henry.   

Max, the sweetest cat I have ever known. 

Getting the Aga working

The boys caught this morning for the first time and goodness it was lovely to quickly nip down the driveway and back again.  I was home an hour and twenty minutes earlier than usual. 

I can't believe the difference having the yurt up has made.  We are no longer constantly running into each other and everyone has their own little space.  It rained all Friday night and Saturday, and I was so very thankful that we were tucked up warm and dry in the yurt, able to watch movies and play board games.  If we had of been camping, it would have been utterly miserable, cold and muddy.  This place is slowly beginning to feel like home.  Routines are becoming established and that feels really good.  

A holiday catch up!

As I sit and look around I can hear the generator humming in the background, broken up by little birds singing and the occasional, distinctive call of the whip bird.  The forest leaves are glistening as the sun rises above the hills and catches the remains of last nights dew.  Aggie is curled up on the couch, and she lets out the occasional contented grunt.  The yurt looks like a whirlwind has torn through it.  The beds are unmade, the floor needs a sweep and there are dishes stacked haphazardly on the table waiting patiently to be taken to the sink. 
The yurt just set up.  There is sorting and tidying to do, the tents to pack down but we are in and she is up!

Yurt progress and weekend reads

I’d like to be able to write and say the yurt is up and that we are in it but alas I can’t.  But we do have the frame up and the roof is on roughly which at least offers a little protection to the deck.

Yurt progress and weekend reads

The deck will be finished tonight and the yurt will go up over the weekend!  Just a couple more pieces of board to go, then the edges will be trimmed into shape.  We are all super excited, and the weather forecast is looking good.  It will be a big weekend that's for sure, but hopefully, it comes together.     

the path less travelled

We see examples of what modern success looks like everywhere.  The multi-billion dollar advertising industry drums it into us and so does social media, our jobs and the people we know.  We are expected to get a good job, marry, have kids and buy a nice house on a good street.  As the family grows and we become more successful we are expected to buy a bigger house.  This house should have all the trimmings, with enough bedrooms so that each child has their own, plus an extra bathroom or two and perhaps a games room.  Then there are the extravagant holidays, brand name clothing and new cars to prove to the world and ourselves how successful we really are.

The little old cottage.

meal planning and our year of less challenge update

A month or so ago I discussed that our family was going to embark on a year of less so we can experience more challenge.  Inspired partly a reduced budget, and a to-do list on the farm that really doesn't bear thinking about unless we can help it.  It was also inspired in part by the desire to explore all the free beauty that our new district has to offer and to move away from the idea that consuming equals entertainment.

Making a veggie lasagne in the little old cottage.  If in doubt add cheese.  I find adding cheese tempts kids to consume more veggies. 

Build it up, build it up, build it higher!

Apologies for my silence last week.  I was not feeling well, and my head was a cloudy jumble.  But I'm feeling much better now thankfully and back ready to keep on blogging.  

But whilst I might have been out of action, the boys have been in fine form and we have some serious yurt progress!  The deck is well on the way to being completed.  

Weekend reads and a drama

 Goodness.  What a messy week it has been.  I’m so very glad its Friday.

A bargain find and beginning our garden

I received a lovely surprise from my dear friend Sally from JembellaFarm last week in the form of beautiful homemade shortbread, a letter and a copy of Grass Roots in the mail.  The biscuits were made with butter from Lavender and they were utterly delicious.  It was like receiving a little piece of home and on Friday night Grant and I sat with a mug of tea each, the boys each had a cold cup of milk.  Together we savoured every mouthful.  (I'm a such a Nanna, I know.  But I embrace my Nanna like tendencies with gusto!)

 I am a little homesick for my lovely old cottage and dear friend and familys, but I know things will get easier with time and as we set up 'home' here. 

A goal!

Thank you for your kindness after my somewhat downer post on Monday.  Mondays are hard here as we have spent the weekend together and Angus's anxiety spikes at the thought of going back to school. 

But guess what?

the other side of the coin

I'm struggling at the moment. 

I'm oh so tired.

A walk

I thought I would show you a few pictures today from a recent bushwalk we took around the farm.  

Most of our property is bushland studded with gums, but we have a couple of small pockets of rainforest.  When we get livestock stock we will fence these areas off to protect them.  They are incredibly pretty and here are a few things that caught our eye on our walk.   

Henry was facinated by this 'hairy moss'.

What we have come to realize

Since taking on this new adventure of ours we have been forced to live oh so simply.  So much so, I look at how we used to live and doubt we will ever go back to living in quite the same way.

The little boys tent.  Cosy swags and a few of their very favourite and most precious toys.  

Weekend reads and our year of less update

I am a little slow in recording all the details for our Families Year of Less Challenge, due to being in a season of setting up the yurt and getting our feet on the ground here at the farm.  But this week will be an average sort of week for us and so I have been carefully saving all our receipts and I set up a spreadsheet with our rough budget and then a detailed record of what we actually spend and where for those who are interested.  Our weeks until now have not been "normal" with trips to Sydney and various other bits but now we are about back on track.  So, from here on out I plan to do a Weekend Reads post on a Friday as well as share week to week about our challenge progress. 

I'm not sure if this is of any real interest to anyone?  But if it is, do let me know and I shall share away in as much detail as you're interested in

Going forward there will be a stack of costs I will be able to record associated with up-cycling and salvaging second hand goods in which we will be using to set up our yurt into a lovely comfortable, off-grid two bedroom family home,  I hope this will eventually act as a resource to other Aussie's hoping to make a similar transition or changes in their lives.  The fact is we have a stack of stuff to do here on bugger all budget, so it will certainly require some resourceful problem solving!

Yurt progess

The yurt building has oficially begun.  Thank goodness!

Clearly, Little Puss (the grey one) And Max are super excited about the progress.  Can't you tell?

Is it valuable?

I have been reading a bit lately about the push to be successful and about the art of the hustle.   It seems there so many people feeling the pressure to capitalize on every element of their lives, even their hobbies.  That if we are good at something we should promote it and work out a way to value add to it and build it up.

Grant is the king of the pancake making here.  A title I'm happy for him to have if it means brekky in bed.  Ha! (photo credit to Will.)

I'd be lying if said I didn't at times feel the pressure too.  I think many of us do. 

Weekend Reads

NOTE:  Thank you to all of you who leave comments, they really mean a lot and help me gauge what people are engaging with.  I may be a little slower than usual at replying at the moment due to the whole off-grid thing and internet access is often limited to day time hours when the sun is shining and the solar battery is charged.  

Well, it seems the rain that is well overdue is finally beginning to hit us here.  There have been varying amounts of rain on the farm over the last three days which is absolutely wonderful.  We are managing to stay nice and dry with our camping set up which is fortuante.  No leaking tents!   (Always a bonus.)

Remember when I had an actual kitchen?.....*sigh*

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