A new place to call home...

 It's pretty, It's cold and it's a real farm.

It felt like it was never going to happen, the past twelves months 

of living in town has been something of a blurr...,
Not only did I lose the closeness to my family but I really did lose a part of me when we left our little farm in Queensland to make a new home way down in
Central Western New South Wales.
Finally, now my life seems to be all falling back into place again
and I'm back on the path where I wish to be.
I knew I would get there eventually,
 I just wasn't sure when it was ever going to happen.

 In Qld we often dreamt about having more land when we were making home on our five acres,
 so it seems that our up and move was a blessing,
a great excuse to actually move in the direction we really wanted.
So long story short,
we have found ourselves a comfortable old run down farmhouse
and its a whopping  93 acres
just 30 km out of town.
The farm itself is not large enough to financially sustain a living
but it's big enough to provide the sustainable lifestyle we crave for our family.

It's overwhelming,  we're not quite sure where to start .
An eighties style four bedroom brick house awaits us,
there will be painting,
 re flooring,
kitchen & bathroom renos,
 ripping out of overgrown gardens,
 lopping of overgrown trees,
building of sheds and chook coops,
raised veggie garden beds (to keep out the rabbits)
the restoration of an amazing old wool shed
and
 buying stock for the property...
Then there will be baking and preserving and crafting and crochet!
One step at a Time!
 Oh, I do love a challenge!
and it's just quite a bit exciting I must say!

I do hope you'll join us on our new journey...