Farming Wife: It’s Hard to be a Woman
Late last night, as I crawling into bed after a particularly gruelling day, the words of an old...
Read MoreLate last night, as I crawling into bed after a particularly gruelling day, the words of an old...
Read MoreNo more excusing what I do, no more apologising. I’m a farmer and proud of it. I turn bare...
Read MoreTelling our stories As someone who loves to communicate her thoughts and feelings it really nice...
Read MoreDrought is, as they say, an insidious creature that gradually takes over the land, its people, and...
Read MoreBack in the day, ha ha, isn’t that something your grandparents said? Well back in the day, which...
Read MoreJust recently I managed a trip away to the big smoke. I left my husband on the farm to fend for...
Read MoreLast week I managed a short visit with my daughter and grandkids. I guiltily left my husband on...
Read MoreSome days you need one win. Just one little thing to go right for a change, and you’re whole...
Read MoreI call myself the Farming wife. It’s not because I see myself as an extension of my husband...
Read MoreIt’s been a big week. We have mustered and drenched cows, harvested sorghum and drafted off a mob...
Read MoreWestern Queensland. It has a landscape, an aroma, a feeling all of its own. Our family landed...
Read MorePerhaps you’re thinking about or even getting ready for your first year on a station. Then you’ll...
Read MorePerhaps you’re thinking about or even getting ready for your first year on a station. Then you’ll...
Last week I managed a short visit with my daughter and grandkids. I guiltily left my husband on...