A breath of fresh air - it's the country life (44)
angelmarzperth, Western Australia Australia37 Threads 1,091 Postsyeah cool! what do play? i play the bass and drums and sing sometimes...love jamming with friends!! me and a girlfriend sat in the back of her panel van with some instruments jamming with other girls we had met on NYE, soo much fun!!
Blues63: I was playing a gig and at midnight I went outside and so did my sweetheart where she lives and we kissed over mobile phones.
angelmarz: yeah cool! what do play? i play the bass and drums and sing sometimes...love jamming with friends!! me and a girlfriend sat in the back of her panel van with some instruments jamming with other girls we had met on NYE, soo much fun!!
I'm a lead guitarist (retired). I was doing a charity gig on NYE and they were making announcements between sets, so I slipped away. Bass & Drums eh? Pity you're on the other side of the country, I'd like a jam.
angelmarz: yeah cool! what do play? i play the bass and drums and sing sometimes...love jamming with friends!! me and a girlfriend sat in the back of her panel van with some instruments jamming with other girls we had met on NYE, soo much fun!!
Oh you are the coolest. Big on bass myself.
yeah everyone tells me that
you too hey!
you too hey! Damianowen: Oh you are the coolest. Big on bass myself.
venere08: Now that's a fair bit of land there, Martia!
How is it being used?
How is it being used?
Used to breed and train T.bred Racehorses I bred them, ex trained them Daughter was the Jockey... then she got badly hurt in a race fall. Bev was the best female Jock in Aus and things just downhill from that incident.
So am selling up.. ex moved back to the Uk.All the horses have gone, wow that hurt so much, talking about the horses not the ex going.
Martia: Used to breed and train T.bred Racehorses I bred them, ex trained them Daughter was the Jockey... then she got badly hurt in a race fall. Bev was the best female Jock in Aus and things just downhill from that incident.
So am selling up.. ex moved back to the Uk.All the horses have gone, wow that hurt so much, talking about the horses not the ex going.
So am selling up.. ex moved back to the Uk.All the horses have gone, wow that hurt so much, talking about the horses not the ex going.
Martia: Used to breed and train T.bred Racehorses I bred them, ex trained them Daughter was the Jockey... then she got badly hurt in a race fall. Bev was the best female Jock in Aus and things just downhill from that incident.
So am selling up.. ex moved back to the Uk.All the horses have gone, wow that hurt so much, talking about the horses not the ex going.
So am selling up.. ex moved back to the Uk.All the horses have gone, wow that hurt so much, talking about the horses not the ex going.
I can imagine how much
How is your daughter now, Martia?
Will you be moving to more land of lesser size or off the land completely?
angelmarz: yeah cool! what do play? i play the bass and drums and sing sometimes...love jamming with friends!! me and a girlfriend sat in the back of her panel van with some instruments jamming with other girls we had met on NYE, soo much fun!!
Nothing like doing what you love best. Woo hoo, angel!
venere08: I can imagine how much
How is your daughter now, Martia?
Will you be moving to more land of lesser size or off the land completely?
How is your daughter now, Martia?
Will you be moving to more land of lesser size or off the land completely?
She is an incomplete quad that means all four limbs are affected but she can walk slowly, her ex left her at seven months pregnant after the accident.Our men sorta left like rats leaving a sinking ship.
So that left myself, Bev and my grandaughter Tara
But Bev has met a great guy tall blonde handsome with a great job he adores her! my job is done.
For the first time I can do stuff for me but What??? Forgotton how too. Bev is just engaged at Christmas.Oh google Bev Buckingham Jockey it tells what happened if any one is interested.
All I want is a beach somewhere to walk my dogs and I will be content.What would we do without these wonderful animals as we could learn what love and devotion really is from them.
I would like about quarter of an acre that will be enough.
I'm glad you're back Angel, this place simply was not the same without you!
Yes the country sure is great place to relax and get back to nature with. I must get back there soon.
Hope you all are well and are having a great 2010 already!
Yes the country sure is great place to relax and get back to nature with. I must get back there soon.
Hope you all are well and are having a great 2010 already!
Martia: She is an incomplete quad that means all four limbs are affected but she can walk slowly, her ex left her at seven months pregnant after the accident.Our men sorta left like rats leaving a sinking ship.
So that left myself, Bev and my grandaughter Tara
But Bev has met a great guy tall blonde handsome with a great job he adores her! my job is done.
For the first time I can do stuff for me but What??? Forgotton how too. Bev is just engaged at Christmas.Oh google Bev Buckingham Jockey it tells what happened if any one is interested.
All I want is a beach somewhere to walk my dogs and I will be content.What would we do without these wonderful animals as we could learn what love and devotion really is from them.
I would like about quarter of an acre that will be enough.
So that left myself, Bev and my grandaughter Tara
But Bev has met a great guy tall blonde handsome with a great job he adores her! my job is done.
For the first time I can do stuff for me but What??? Forgotton how too. Bev is just engaged at Christmas.Oh google Bev Buckingham Jockey it tells what happened if any one is interested.
All I want is a beach somewhere to walk my dogs and I will be content.What would we do without these wonderful animals as we could learn what love and devotion really is from them.
I would like about quarter of an acre that will be enough.
That's such wonderful news, Martia. She has been truly blessed in the end. Yes, your job has been well done!
Have you started looking on realestate.com.au? Be relentless in your sear, do it every day, cos properties come and can be snapped up really quickly sometimes. You will get a good idea of what's around. If you find something in SA, let me know and I might be able to give you an educated opinion. Focus on what you want, with a clear vivid picture, see yourself there, feel the intense emotions as if it has already happened, and it WILL happen. Don't ever let doubt creep into your mind.
I actually went away for a couple of days to my lil house on the prairie. Me and my border, Jessie
It was physically taxing, cleaning the place all over again with all that had blown in, mainly insects creeping through windows/doors, but so good for the soul.
Late evening, we went over to visit the farmer and his wife next door, only to find he had passed away 2 weeks ago. Her b-in law and his wife were also there, and we sat around talking about Ted's life over a cuppa and her Chrissie cake (farm baked of-course. It was such a lovely 2 hours. Then they walked me home in the pitch black, though we had torches to light our path. The sky was clear and full of stars. Once home, I sat on the front verandah staring into blackness, to find it's not really black at all. There was Jess running off and bobbing up and down in the tall grass. What a change in her. None of her mischievous behaviour, pinching stuff and running off. So relaxed!
Weird though, I couldn't sleep well. You know, just like when you go camping. It was SOOOOOOOOO quiet!!!! And I swear a ghekko slid across my neck in the wee hours!
I woke up at the break of dawn, as all good farming folk do! and as there are no window shades, I looked up, and there were the colours of the new day. I felt almost intoxicated walking around with the coolness of the morning air, and all around me, fields being lit up as far as the eye could see. Then got busy clearing a lot of the dry grass around the house, whereupon I nearly jumped out of my skin, thinking it was a snake but turned out to be it's left over skin it had (probably only just) shed! I'm going back next Sunday and stay overnight again, as I've arranged for someone to slash the land on Monday morning. Sorry to ramble, it was just so nice.
I did think, however, how much nicer it would be to share it with someone else.
You would have to be good with your hands, though. Lots to do around the place, you know.
It was physically taxing, cleaning the place all over again with all that had blown in, mainly insects creeping through windows/doors, but so good for the soul.
Late evening, we went over to visit the farmer and his wife next door, only to find he had passed away 2 weeks ago. Her b-in law and his wife were also there, and we sat around talking about Ted's life over a cuppa and her Chrissie cake (farm baked of-course. It was such a lovely 2 hours. Then they walked me home in the pitch black, though we had torches to light our path. The sky was clear and full of stars. Once home, I sat on the front verandah staring into blackness, to find it's not really black at all. There was Jess running off and bobbing up and down in the tall grass. What a change in her. None of her mischievous behaviour, pinching stuff and running off. So relaxed!
Weird though, I couldn't sleep well. You know, just like when you go camping. It was SOOOOOOOOO quiet!!!! And I swear a ghekko slid across my neck in the wee hours!
I woke up at the break of dawn, as all good farming folk do!
and as there are no window shades, I looked up, and there were the colours of the new day. I felt almost intoxicated walking around with the coolness of the morning air, and all around me, fields being lit up as far as the eye could see. Then got busy clearing a lot of the dry grass around the house, whereupon I nearly jumped out of my skin, thinking it was a snake but turned out to be it's left over skin it had (probably only just) shed! I'm going back next Sunday and stay overnight again, as I've arranged for someone to slash the land on Monday morning. Sorry to ramble, it was just so nice. I did think, however, how much nicer it would be to share it with someone else.
You would have to be good with your hands, though. Lots to do around the place, you know. All those reasons you state in the above post is exactly why some of us prefer to live beyond our cities and towns.The people to me are real out in these parts generally speaking. One thing is for sure it is not the money so it must be these other things
venere08: I actually went away for a couple of days to my lil house on the prairie. Me and my border, Jessie
It was physically taxing, cleaning the place all over again with all that had blown in, mainly insects creeping through windows/doors, but so good for the soul.
Late evening, we went over to visit the farmer and his wife next door, only to find he had passed away 2 weeks ago. Her b-in law and his wife were also there, and we sat around talking about Ted's life over a cuppa and her Chrissie cake (farm baked of-course. It was such a lovely 2 hours. Then they walked me home in the pitch black, though we had torches to light our path. The sky was clear and full of stars. Once home, I sat on the front verandah staring into blackness, to find it's not really black at all. There was Jess running off and bobbing up and down in the tall grass. What a change in her. None of her mischievous behaviour, pinching stuff and running off. So relaxed!
Weird though, I couldn't sleep well. You know, just like when you go camping. It was SOOOOOOOOO quiet!!!! And I swear a ghekko slid across my neck in the wee hours!
I woke up at the break of dawn, as all good farming folk do! and as there are no window shades, I looked up, and there were the colours of the new day. I felt almost intoxicated walking around with the coolness of the morning air, and all around me, fields being lit up as far as the eye could see. Then got busy clearing a lot of the dry grass around the house, whereupon I nearly jumped out of my skin, thinking it was a snake but turned out to be it's left over skin it had (probably only just) shed! I'm going back next Sunday and stay overnight again, as I've arranged for someone to slash the land on Monday morning. Sorry to ramble, it was just so nice.
I did think, however, how much nicer it would be to share it with someone else. You would have to be good with your hands, though. Lots to do around the place, you know.
It was physically taxing, cleaning the place all over again with all that had blown in, mainly insects creeping through windows/doors, but so good for the soul.
Late evening, we went over to visit the farmer and his wife next door, only to find he had passed away 2 weeks ago. Her b-in law and his wife were also there, and we sat around talking about Ted's life over a cuppa and her Chrissie cake (farm baked of-course. It was such a lovely 2 hours. Then they walked me home in the pitch black, though we had torches to light our path. The sky was clear and full of stars. Once home, I sat on the front verandah staring into blackness, to find it's not really black at all. There was Jess running off and bobbing up and down in the tall grass. What a change in her. None of her mischievous behaviour, pinching stuff and running off. So relaxed!
Weird though, I couldn't sleep well. You know, just like when you go camping. It was SOOOOOOOOO quiet!!!! And I swear a ghekko slid across my neck in the wee hours!
I woke up at the break of dawn, as all good farming folk do! and as there are no window shades, I looked up, and there were the colours of the new day. I felt almost intoxicated walking around with the coolness of the morning air, and all around me, fields being lit up as far as the eye could see. Then got busy clearing a lot of the dry grass around the house, whereupon I nearly jumped out of my skin, thinking it was a snake but turned out to be it's left over skin it had (probably only just) shed! I'm going back next Sunday and stay overnight again, as I've arranged for someone to slash the land on Monday morning. Sorry to ramble, it was just so nice.
I did think, however, how much nicer it would be to share it with someone else. You would have to be good with your hands, though. Lots to do around the place, you know.
I know how you feel! I will miss it so much... tears come into my eyes every time when I think of leaving the land,next door neighbors Yuk what a lottery dread it.Last time had them was 40yrs ago.
You write so very well I could imagine standing next to you, ever thought of writing short stories or such? just to see how you go.
Martia: I know how you feel! I will miss it so much... tears come into my eyes every time when I think of leaving the land,next door neighbors Yuk what a lottery dread it.Last time had them was 40yrs ago.
You write so very well I could imagine standing next to you, ever thought of writing short stories or such? just to see how you go.
You write so very well I could imagine standing next to you, ever thought of writing short stories or such? just to see how you go.
Awww, Martia. What a lottery, indeed!
Still, the fact that you are letting go of something, particularly as it has been such a huge, and positive part of your life, means that in process of letting go, you are creating space for something brand new, as is said. It just may be that you are being led into the next and most wonderful part of your life.
So choose wisely, and be ready to receive.
Thank you for your lovely comments.
Yes, I often think of writing. Maybe I will get some inspiration at the 'farm', so I will take my lappy, and a note pad...no internet, that way I can write, but not on the forums! 
Umm would there be tea thats made in a billy in here? ( i carry my own enamel cup).
If you let me use your campfire i can make some fried scones.
And if i could...id really like to grill these trout.
...if it starts raining ladys,gents your more than welcome to camp in this little hut;
If you let me use your campfire i can make some fried scones.
And if i could...id really like to grill these trout.
...if it starts raining ladys,gents your more than welcome to camp in this little hut;
wgaBloke: Umm would there be tea thats made in a billy in here? ( i carry my own enamel cup).
If you let me use your campfire i can make some fried scones.
And if i could...id really like to grill these trout.
...if it starts raining ladys,gents your more than welcome to camp in this little hut;
If you let me use your campfire i can make some fried scones.
And if i could...id really like to grill these trout.
...if it starts raining ladys,gents your more than welcome to camp in this little hut;
billy tea is on the boil, dear sir!
(Honestly, an Aussie forum without a billycan emoticon!)Fried scones? Yes, please. Drizzled with golden syrup syrup and lemon juice.
What a cute hut!
Ahh memories. Like a .....
(Good old Barbara)
Yes the Country. Love to go back, but then would miss the city. Both have their bonus's.
Wouldn't want to own a farm. But love to own house on someone else's farm. With the rights to get up and roam over the paddocks at will. Feed the chooks and help raise the the mis mothered youg during spring.
(No milking cows. Never learnt how and stuff getting up that early every morning. What happens if I wanted a dawn breaker.)
Its a great place to raise kids. I think they are taught more self reliance in the country.
I mean the sights of summer in the city.
You can't see those views in the country 
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(Good old Barbara)
Yes the Country. Love to go back, but then would miss the city. Both have their bonus's.
Wouldn't want to own a farm. But love to own house on someone else's farm. With the rights to get up and roam over the paddocks at will. Feed the chooks and help raise the the mis mothered youg during spring.
(No milking cows. Never learnt how and stuff getting up that early every morning. What happens if I wanted a dawn breaker.)
Its a great place to raise kids. I think they are taught more self reliance in the country.
I mean the sights of summer in the city.
You can't see those views in the country .Martia: Used to breed and train T.bred Racehorses I bred them, ex trained them Daughter was the Jockey... then she got badly hurt in a race fall. Bev was the best female Jock in Aus and things just downhill from that incident.
So am selling up.. ex moved back to the Uk.All the horses have gone, wow that hurt so much, talking about the horses not the ex going.
So am selling up.. ex moved back to the Uk.All the horses have gone, wow that hurt so much, talking about the horses not the ex going.
Now how many of us do you think would of got that wrong Martia.
Give us more intelligence please. 
Poor Horses
But tell me though are T.Bred Horses related to the T.Rex Dinosaur. 
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