Last post was all about meeting my family. Time to meet the animals. This was Weasel as a pup – he was the quietest and least mischievous pup we’d ever had… This is Weasel now – he love to run, works best in the paddock and licks anything that moves. This includes lambs!…
For those of you who have been visiting me for a while, you’ll probably have a good idea of my family and me. For those of you who haven’t, I thought it might be time to reintroduce ourselves! I’m Fleur. Mum, farmer, writer. In about that order! I grew up in the mid-north of…
Every so often things go slightly crazy around here. I’ve written a few blogs about when it happens. One is here and another one, here. They always seem to involve snakes, frogs, chooks, kids and the Jack Russell. Today was one of moments. Teenagers seem to like their music up loud. We have a new car…
I love Australia. It’s in my nature to be very patriotic! When the strains of ‘I still call Australia home’ or Advance Australia Fair ring out, I get goosebumps! I love our beaches, our cities and I ADORE our country areas – hopefully that comes through in my writing. I’m grateful that we are able…
A few weeks ago, you might remember I posted a ‘Beware, rant ahead‘ blog. I need to tell you all again, I don’t usually rant and I don’t usually get so uptight and upset. To sum it up quickly, buying a house in town, so the kids could be educated was turning out to be…
Squeeee! You may have seen this floating around, but here is the cover for Crimson Dawn. We’re in the process of re-branding my covers and name and this is the start of it – you’ll notice there is a lot more of the girl than in previous covers. You know what I love most about…
A 3:30am start isn’t what I had planned for Sunday morning, but if it meant getting you your lamb chops for Australia Day, I was happy to do it! The kids, Boss and I spent Saturday weighing up lambs, to find the right ones to send away on the truck. The Abattoirs we supply…
I’m sure you’ve heard of the craze “selflies”? Kids are doing it everywhere and posting photos of themselves on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and so on… I know I’m forever deleting photos of my daughter, from my phone (I keep the good ones!). I’ve actually never been able to understand the push to take a photo…
Special events always have to be fitted in around the main jobs in farming. We jokingly said our kids had to be born in between the heifers starting to calve and lamb marking – that way, I was available to help at both times and The boss was able to help me out, if things…
So you’re all back at working, feeling like you’ve never left? Wondering where that holiday feeling has gone? Yeah, me too. Maybe if you look at these photos and imagine the salty air blowing through your hair, the cry of seagulls and the sand between your toes, I can help you recapture the holiday feeling!…
I’ve alway thought of myself as reasonably strong. I’m pretty pig-headed, can be opinionated, (but usually only in my head. Even though I have them, I don’t often say them out-loud) and if I put my mind to something, I’m not usually dissuaded. Stubborn. (Our kids have a double cross of it, because The Boss…
I rarely rant on my blog. I don’t think it’s fair you see me wear my heart on my sleeve. However, I am so angry, I am going to. And, I know a lot of you who read this are country people. You will understand how difficult it is to educate kids from where we…
I’m wanting to hear some of your stories. Ones about women working on the land, funny ones, sad ones and everything else in between. The reason I’m looking for these, is because I have the opportunity to address some city people in the coming months and would like to be able to share how incredible…
Getting out of bed at 4am is not hard, when I can walk outside, sipping coffee and see this view. There wasn’t long to admire the sunrise, though, as we had 700 ewes to walk ‘up the road’. A cool ten kilometres. We’d shifted another 700 the previous day. Knowing it was going to be…
Christmas this year, will be different for us. Like so many families across the world, we will have an empty chair at our table. This, in itself, brings thoughts and feelings I’m unable to express – I haven’t worked out how yet. It will be a quiet one for us too – just the four…
In the lead up to Christmas, I’ve been trying to work out, which Christmas’s was most memorable, weird, sad, happy, so on and so forth. I thought it might make a cool little series to read. Anyway, one that I came up with was my most disastrous Christmas. I need to give you a little…
**Spoiler Alert: You are NOT to read this post if you are under 16** I remember a Christmas, many years ago, when I was about 10. I was SO excited. My family from Alice Springs were coming down, I’d get to see my cousins, whom I ADORED, my Aunty who was even better and there…
Last Christmas, I had my first Christmas back on ‘home soil’ in more than 18 years. My husband took me ‘back home’ as a thank you for caring for his mum. I guess I should explain that, for farmers in Australia, Christmas is held at the wrong time of the year! It’s really difficult for…
So it’s been about three weeks since the header or tractor or chaser bin turned a wheel. It’s also been that amount of time since the auger has gone. For those of you who aren’t sure what that means, it equates to NO HARVEST! Can’t begin to tell you how frustrating that is! *run around…
It’s the time of the year where nature starts to decorate the sides of the road, for Christmas. WA has, what we affectionately call ‘Native Christmas Trees’. As the start to bloom this vivid orange, we know that Christmas isn’t far away. The incredible flowers actually stink to high heaven, but the flies and the…
View from the top of the header We’re still harvesting. This must be one of the most frustrating harvests we’ve had in years! The wind has howled from the east – cool, moist gale-forced winds, which doesn’t let the moisture come down in the grain enough, so we can get it into the silos. A…