Grief – the loneliest journey

During January it seemed that I could conjure Baby instantly in my mind at the end of the day when Ben was finally asleep, the animals fed and some peace and time to grieve. She seemed to be here in spirit, if not in body. My hands ached to stroke and scratch her, to play with her mane and feel … Read More

Hoofprints on my Heart

The Most beautiful Girl in the World

Baby had been so peaceful and happy for the few weeks before Christmas – she has been eating – well, like a horse! Loving her lucerne and always so pleased to see me. Ears forward, eyes bright, nodding her head. We have had some truly beautiful moments and I have cried a river of tears at the prospect of a … Read More

A very Lucky Day for the Love Family

A very Lucky day for the Love family

On Wednesdays Benno goes to swimming lessons and we go to town for the weekly shop – animal feed, essentials and fruit for the 3 foot fruit bat! Normally we are running late, but last week we were even early, despite Tinkerbell having escaped from her starvation paddock and spending time putting her back where she belonged. We have two … Read More

The Circle of Life

Our first live twins

The reality of life on the farm is a constant experience of life and death. As natural as each other – essential even, but as great is the gift of every addition to our lives, so stark is the loss of those taken away. Stardust dropped a perfect baby girl when Pamela last came to visit so we called her … Read More

Experience abundance – plant a veggie patch!

Veggie Patch

So many of us are trapped in our poverty consciousness – strapped to the relentless wheel of working for the man, paying off our loans, credit cards and mortgage, and never seeming to make headway in our consumer culture. We have lost sight of where our food comes from, don’t know how to get our hands dirty, or experience the … Read More

A Cleansing Fire

Ged watching his fire

Pyromaniac that I am, I love the burning off season. Lines of fire, snaking across country and into the bush, lighting up the late winter nights with their warming glow. I love to light them, putting a lit match to the bladey grass and hearing it snap, crackle and roar. As a general rule, we don’t burn Avalon, because we … Read More