Last weekend we went to visit our friends who live in a small country town called poetically Toodyay. TooooD Yeeey!
They both grew up in the city (ehm, Perth village) and after marrying each other decided that sustainable living on the farm is the way to go. They found their piece of land in about an hour drive inland bush from Perth.
Coming in winter, we’ve been treated to a beautifully green scenic drive through the bushes and spread out fields for an average sandgroper unseen and unheard of. To me, as a brought up European, not so much amusing, though still very entertaining watching the groups of kangaroos jumping around.
Upon arriving at the farm we were greeted by 2 rather uneven dogs – huge droopy Nala ridgeback cross horse something, and tiny yappy Tippy rat dog toy-cat. After initial introductions and butt sniffing (we brought our own whippet-kelpie Foxy dog), we sat down to a huge rooster dinner. Obviously, roosters are yummy as long as you feed them right and kill them young enough. Who would have thought…
Next morning we went for a walk through the city, to pick up some pastry from the packed bakery and to shake some oranges off trees. Orange trees line the streets here and most of them have a few strings hanging off them for your convenient shaking. The beautiful Avon river provides beautiful views and water rafting options and if you’re more of a historical buff there is a Goal museum and Gingin observatory to keep you entertained.
Our friends, both being teachers, found news jobs in the small town instead of the Perthshire city to give into the calling of growing enormously bushy veggie gardens. They live on sustainable solar energy and follow their beliefs of eating animals they grew themselves. Kristen and Ben now own about 28 sheep, 12 chooks, 1 non-milking cow (it’s a long story), 2 dogs, 1 rather annoyed, yet adjusting cat and last but not least, cute baby boy Jackson with another little reproduction on its way.
They grow most of their own veggies (Kris’ herb garden makes me superjelly), farm their own animals, enjoy kayaking in the nearby river, get involved in Toodyay’s community, brew their own kombucha and overall seem very happy with the simple yet meaningful lives they created for themselves.
Maybe it’s time for some of us to let go of the keyboard and go smell the fresh grass.
PS: The twelfth annual Toodyay International Food Festival is ON 6th August. Go Czech it out for yourselves – It’s going to be bigger and better than ever!