If you are thinking of making the move out of the city and into the great beyond, take it from one city slicker to another, you won’t be sorry.
To say the beauty that surrounds us is beyond description. Yet we did not realise, how important the change would be for our family.
MY CHILDHOOD HOME
I grew up on five acres, in a small village outside of a large inland town, on a hobby farm. My Dad enjoyed bringing different animals home to watch our excited reactions. We had many dogs over the years, oodles of cats, guinea pigs, chooks, rabbits, two rescued baby cockatoo’s, sheep, cows, horses and even one stinky ferret. We did not keep all these creatures at the one time but the pleasure of caring for them gave me a reminder later in life of what I wanted for my own children.
I recall the organic smell and feel of the rich coffee coloured earth under my bare feet. Running free in the churned up fresh moist dirt when my Father ploughed the paddocks. Clod fights and the odd upturned witchetty grub placed back in the soil, was the order of our days. We helped plant corn or tomatoes, there was always something growing in our paddocks.
The memories of feeding baby lambs, or watching brand new chicks pop out of a warm egg spring to mind. I guess with nine children there is no better place to grow up, supported by loving parents and the space to do what ever our wild, barefooted imaginations could muster. I laugh thinking about the time we made mud pies in the back yard. My father dug out a deep hole filled it with water. Many hours spent with siblings covered in mud and giggles of delight, this is forever embedded in my happiness files.
As a I matured the city called me, I travelled the world and made Sydney my base to work, save my money and set out on a new adventure. After meeting my husband on a blind date, set up by my sister and his sister-in-law, our life together began.
One day my husband came home from work and said “Let’s move to the countryside.” It was not that simple. Selling the house was the first step. When I look back at our journey to find work, put a decent roof over our heads and deal head on with the pending issues of a diagnoses of Asperger’s Syndrome for our boy, it was all meant to be. I can’t imagine them going to a huge school with hundreds of children, when he does not cope with too much loud noise.
When my husband showed me the place we would be living, a farmhouse with the mountain view, I instantly fell in love and so did the children. I was a little worried at first about the fact we had no neighbor’s. This only lasted a couple of days and even now when I think of putting a house on our block of land in the next town, I know what I really want is a place like this. Just us, the cows and nature in all her splendour.
Today was a holiday Monday for the Queen’s birthday weekend, we did the usual trip to Nan’s beach side town on the Saturday. Ice creams and a walk by the river with visiting cousins. When I asked my daughter what she wanted to do today she said “I’m going to clean out the chicken’s house”. I watched on as she and her brother got to work. After they finished and the chickens clucked about scratching for bugs, I witnessed the proud smiles exchanged between the two and it brought back the reason we made this lifestyle choice.
The job all finished, proud children, happy chickens.
The choice to let our kids be kids, to get dirty and play for hours outside with only their imaginations to fuel their fantasy games. Sure they have Ipad’s, Ipod’s, WII games etc, etc. I believe we need a connection to both worlds. BUT it was great to see them choose something so rewarding. It made me proud that they could work together, with no help and finish what they started.
Yes I am glad we took the risks sold our house and moved to the countryside, I know my children will seek out the city as I did when they grow older but the memories of life on a farm will always be in their hearts.
Please tell me what risks you have taken for the benefit of your family and share in the comments, I hope you enjoyed your day on the farm with us.