|Side of the country-road photo op|
My husband grew up on a potato farm. I grew up in the burbs. He actually attended a one room school house, the kind I only read stories about. Almost every school holiday, he and his siblings had to help out and work the farm. My only job at that age was to get good grades.
|The farm hay shelter|
This gives our relationship an interesting dynamic and together our memories cover a broad range of experience. I still ask him the question; "Wait, have you never heard of that (insert any 80's or 90's pop culture reference) because you are from Australia or because you grew up on a farm?" For a while there I thought hip hop music never made it's way over here because Matt did not know of The Notorious BIG.
|So excited to see her beloved cows from the car window|
I'm a city person at heart. I love the people-watching, the anonymity, the noise, the randomness. Looking at my hubs with his silver side-part, immaculate presentation, his beloved shoe collection and full wardrobe, you would never guess that he can drive a tractor, build a barn, or herd sheep (not 100 percent sure about that last one, I'll check with my father in law.) But that just adds to the richness of Matt's diversity, realism and work ethic.
|Feeding the abandoned calf|
If I'm being completely honest, when we have to pack up our toddler to head out into the middle of nowhere for a few days I always think about the million other things I could be doing. Every time we arrive however I am surprised by how stunning the place is, how inspiring. Maybe I couldn't live there full-time but spending a weekend with family in those surroundings is a gift.
Here are some photos I took last weekend on our visit.
|A beautiful tree on my in-law's property|
Farm equipment from a city girl perspective, I think they look like sculptures.
The next day we went to Uncle Mick's dairy farm and saw more calves and two-week-old piglets.
|Enjoying the high view with tall, Uncle Shane|
|The family seems to be growing as quickly as the farm|
|Photo I snapped from the car on the way home with my iPhone|
Do you prefer city, country, or someplace in-between?
Update: Matt informed me that he can indeed herd sheep (and cattle) but they call it 'rounding up' sheep and 'herding' cattle. He's not sure why. That's how they roll.
Labels: Art, ExPat Life, Family, Travel