On farm classes
I am not the beekeeper of this operation. Adam is. I've never really been particularly interested in bees, they were always Dad's gig, and that whole bee suit thing was kind of alarming. When we started talking about moving back down here to the farm, Dad asked if […]
Well hello! It feels like a year since I've been around here. A year's worth of stuff has whizzed by, surely. Phonecalls, emails, planning planting weeding baking school-run laundry market after market, biscuit after biscuit and then one afternoon I answer my phone and it's the NSW Food Authority telling […]
… chilling out after a big weekend of markets (Berry! Wonderful! Have I told you how much I love doing produce markets?!) … being on school holidays … catching up with lovely friends we haven't seen for ages … penning in the roosters, ready for their one bad […]
We had a cracker of a weekend, highlighted by an out-of-the-park record breaking market day yesterday. Out of the park. We're overwhelmed by the support we receive locally and further afield, and were humbled by the droves of people that showed up yesterday and bought our pork, and chicken, […]
Every farm has sheds. Sheds that are full of stuff because as any farmer will tell you, you can't throw anything away. There is some significant hoarding going on round here. Fence posts in piles, insulators, bath tubs, old egg crates. You never know when you'll need them again. […]
It was only three days ago that I suggested to Ad that we Roundup the organic market garden. (How's that for full disclosure? No one's perfect. Least of all round here.) We'd started so well. The pigs went in last Autumn. They dug it up beautifully. Then there was […]
You know we've been kicking along here on the farm for a year, running the market stall for six months ahead of that. We're having a good go at figuring it out, making a living farming on a very small acreage, rather than just homesteading and living sustainably which […]
This farm has always had beehives. Well not always always, but Dad was maybe twelve when he got his first hive? That's some years (due respect and all.) In the bee stakes I'm a bit of an observer, not because I'm not riveted by the wee things, I think they're […]
Hello! Sorry if you've called in here over the last couple of weeks to find us out, we've had a technical shocker. Internet service isn't as reliable on a farm, even when you're on a main road, than when we were in the middle of the city. And faults just […]
Our coffee harvest has always been picked by an army of Dad's mates. They show up in November and December in pairs and gangs and occasionally solo, they pick all morning, stop for icey drinks and bikkies for morning tea, then some kind of delicious lunch put together by […]