We have spent the last few days on a beautiful farm in rural NSW.

I learned some basic chainsaw.

We all had a go at chopping wood.

There was very fresh roast lamb with chewy, salty crackling.

We tracked a small herd through a paddock...

...much to their chagrin.

The miniature donkey was friendly, though. I got a boop!

Okay, go away now please.

We built a bonfire as the sun set.

Enjoyed scrumpy cider at Sully's Cider House. They do rhubarb & ginger beer, blackberry wine, and walnut wine too. So good.

We went for a quad bike ride out in the paddock.

Visited the cows.

And the steers.

Roasted chestnuts on an open fire.

While enjoying the company of dog.

Who seems to like his blanket. :D Yay!

We're back in Sydney now, chilling out before dinner. It's great to have stable internet back, though I didn't miss it at all with all those things to see and do. I did, however, miss being able to look up plants.

The weekend gave me many seeds for dreaming. What kind of 'farm' we would want for ourselves, what we would do with it, and how we might live one day. It's still a long road before we get there, but it's nice to have an idea of where we might go. I think the real teller would be at the height of summer. Can we stand working in the blistering heat? Could we still love a land that's barren and dry? I think if we could, we'd know it's for us.

Update 04/2022: I no longer dream of having a farm, but gosh it was nice to wonder.