Night Time At My Farm

“The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.” 
Haruki Murakami

After a short holiday we arrived back at our little farm in the Byron Hills yesterday. It was so good to be home, so good to be in our own space, to find our dogs happy and content, to see our friend who housesat for us tanned and relaxed and well.

I’d thought I would tumble into bed early, but as all the lights turned out and night wrapped itself around us I found that I was wide awake. Leaving everyone sleeping I snuck outside and sat on the steps, looking up at the dark bowl of the sky above my head.

The air was alive with the call of frogs and crickets, the chitter of bats, the grunts of koalas, the flap of owl-wing. The soft night was tinged with chill, and fragrant with spring blossoms and that honest smell of cows and damp earth. The sky was bright with stars.

The trees breathed in rhythm with me. The world turned. And gently, gently something within me clicked back into place again. I was home!

I finally put my weary body back to bed, sliding between the cool clean sheets in the darkened room. I woke this morning not remembering having fallen asleep, but having slept deeply and well.

There is such comfort to be had in embracing the fullness of my life.
Today I’m wishing that heart-fulness for you too.
All my love, Nicole ❤ xoxo

 

 

Sunshine and Apples

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“As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness — just the pure air to breathe and the strength to breath it; just warmth and shelter and home folks; just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day; and a cool breeze when the day is warm.”
~ Laura Ingalls Wilder

 

It’s Autumn, here at the farm. Yesterday morning we ventured out early for our favourite Friday morning adventure – the Mullumbimby Farmers Markets.

The day was clean and bright, with wide blue skies, crisp cool air and a hint of woodsmoke on the breeze.

We filled up on good coffee and pastries, and then we stocked our baskets with all kinds of fresh delights.

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There was a new busker who caught my eye. He’s a local musician and producer called AJ, and you can read more about him here and here. AJ was playing a cut-down upright piano to which he’d attached some sturdy wheels so he could be supremely mobile. His music, and the sound from the old Beale was fantastic!

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Back at home I hung a load of washing on the line to dry. There’s nothing more comforting than clean sheets that smell of sunshine and fresh air.

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While I stood at the clothesline we were greeted by loud moos, and the mums brought their babies up to the fence for our inspection.

The cows are all looking fat and content, and the calves were happy to frolic in the sunshine, chasing each other and splashing in the shallows of the dam.

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2015-05-15 10.22.03The little grey calf in the middle of this picture was born just yesterday. Mum hasn’t let us get close enough yet to find out f it’s a little boy or a little girl. That’s Mum on the right, if you couldn’t tell!

2015-05-15 10.24.41By day’s end it was rainy and cold. That’s okay. I had a pot of soup on the stove, we lit the fire and made the house all cosy, and snuggled up in front of the fireplace with the sleepy pups.

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A very beautiful ordinary day here at the farm.

Much love to you, Nicole xx

 

 

Washing Away 2014!

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“…the great floodgates of the wonder-world swung open…”
~ Herman Melville, Moby-Dick

 

The early hours of 2015 brought the most fantastical storm to our little farm. As I sat with my tarot cards at midnight, doing my traditional reading for the year ahead, the sky lit up with enormous bolts of blue-white fire, and the thunderclaps overhead were so loud and close that it sounded for all the world as if a great battle was raging.

And then the rain came.

Torrential rain.

For hours.

By the time I crept off to bed there was a roar from the gully which becomes a creek when it floods. I could hear the water racing past, and still more rain kept coming.

We woke to blue skies. The first day of 2015 was clear and bright. Our farm is bordered by a creek on one side, and a river on the other. After all that rain we went for an early morning walk with the dogs and checked the creek crossing. As expected, we were flooded in.

On the way back to the house I stopped and glanced down to the river flats. That’s them you can see in the picture at the top of the page. If you look closely you’ll notice a small patch of brown water. Well, it looks small in the photo.

The river was in full flood – the biggest one we’d seen in years!

This is what our river normally looks like. Shallow enough in some places that we can walk across to our neighbour’s farm if we feel like a visit and a cup of tea! (Note tin of homemade biscuits ready for sharing with that cuppa!)

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Usually you can’t see the river from our house, which is perched much higher up the hill. The river banks are steep and hide the water until you are standing right at the edge.

But yesterday the river looked like this.

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It was a swirling mass of mud and timber, fast-moving and noisy. We were humbled by its size, and the volume of water that was speeding past us. That big tree out in the middle is where the bank usually is. The smaller greenery out in the water nearer to the front of the pic is actually the tops of trees! My photograph doesn’t really do the scale of this flood justice!

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Because of the storm we’ve had no power, and no internet. I’ve posted this by hiking up into the orchard with my laptop and mobile phone.

Not that I’ve minded the quiet. It’s given me time to truly sit and ponder my year ahead. I’m quietly excited about 2015. How about you?

Things should be back to normal in the next day or so, but in the meantime I shall enjoy the many faces of nature, and the grand entrance of this new year!

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