It all started with an Akubra hat!

It all started with an Akubra hat!

Ever since we’ve moved I’ve battled with being a city girl in the country. I didn’t want to be fake. I love that I grew up in the city. I love the city. I love the restaurants, the shopping, the museums and galleries… I could go on. But growing up in Sydney is so different now from when I was growing up. When I grew up, we just had one rule – be home by dark. As children we roamed the streets in our bare feet, we knew all our neighbours, we lived in fear of the haunted house and the dog you had to outrun if it caught you near its house. We got up to all kinds of mischief. If it sounds idyllic, it sort of was. But the reality is, we couldn’t give our children the same experience we had. Well not in Sydney. So for that, and for many other reasons, we moved to the country.

Our children are growing up as country kids and they seem to love it. Who wouldn’t? They have a massive backyard, a 130m driveway to ride their bikes on and as we meet and make new friends, our life is only getting better. But yet I feel like an imposter. We live in an area where we are surrounded by massive farms. We are surrounded by real farmers. Yet here we are, city folk trying to be farmers. Well sort of. We still have our day jobs in the city! 

I think things will feel more real when we actually have animals. At the moment we can’t even manage to keep the trees we’ve planted on our property alive! We’ve figured killing quite a few trees is one thing, but if we kill an animal we want it to be intentional (i.e. for our table) rather than we didn’t have the time to attend to it. So we’re taking it slow.

I read a quote the other day by author Kellie Ellmore, “Puttin’ on a cowboy hat and a pair of boots doesn’t make you country; Like puttin’ on a ball gown and glass heels won’t make me Cinderella.” That sums up how I feel quite well. I’m not a country girl and I don’t pretend to be, so I don’t want to come across as some try-hard faker… but at the same time, in order to do what we need to do to run our 23 acres, we do have to find some middle ground. Last year it started with buying Akubra hats. They really are so practical. They fit nice and tight in the wind, they keep the sun and rain off your face and they wear so well. This week we bought Western boots. Yup. Western boots. I contemplated buying them last year but it just felt like we were being try hards. But now we are on our own property and needing to walk around the paddocks to do work… well my tall gumboots just don’t cut it. I do have some shorter Blundstone boots, but various weeds and things  slip under my jeans, scratching my legs and forever embedding themselves in my socks. The taller sides of a Western boot are great for stopping all that. I wrestled for a few months with looking like a ‘fake’ until I caved. A few days of thorny thistles in your socks and paranoia about getting bitten by snakes makes for great reasons to buy taller boots. Now the kids and I have Western boots. Like the Akubra, they are so practical. And oh my goodness – these boots are so comfortable! So now we continue to work out that fine line, between what we need to live on our little plot of land, and not being something we’re not. Oh, and did I mention, my sons boots have cool blue flashing lights in the heels when he walks. How cool is that!

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Written by Nadia

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Bec @ Seeing the Lighter Side

Oh, this all cracks me up. I married into a farming family and I made constant faux pas early in our marriage. We went to visit Mr D’s family once and I commented on the beautiful purple flowers I’d seen growing by the roadside on the way up. Crickets… Mr D mumbled to me, ‘They’re noxious weeds.’ Oops #TeamIBOT

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nadiamc

Hahaha – those weeds I knew! But the various types of grasses confuse me. I thought all grass was good. Apparently not.

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nadiamc

What about the beautiful views? Fruit fresh from the tree? Hahaha, I’m with you in many things. The amount of flies and all the dust drives me nuts!!

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Jo @ You had us at hello

I’m a city girl now country! I do miss the city sometimes, especially having everything within arms reach. But I’m so used to the open spaces now I feel claustrophobic with all the closeness of city houses. I don’t have any cowboy looking boots but these are gorgeous!!!!! They’re too pretty for sheep or cow poo situations. I just stick to the girly Wellington boots for those jobs. Those little boots are adorable!!! xx

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nadiamc

Aren’t they the cutest! I think I’ll be keeping my Blundstones for all poop related situations but I’ll use these when walking around the paddock. I figure – if they stay looking too new I won’t ever look like a ‘real farmer’ LOL

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Lyndall @ SeizeTheDayProject

Being a “fish out of water” can have its challenges. I was born in the city, went to live in a country town at age 6, then left to go back to the city the day after I finished school. I now live in a regional area which is a bit country and a bit city too. It takes time, but we do adjust to our new environment, don’t we? I was teased relentlessly by my work colleagues in Sydney about having bits of hay in my hair! I think I’m lucky to have experienced both country and city lifestyles. There are pieces of both which I love! ūüôā

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nadiamc

I think you’re incredibly lucky. You’ve basically lived the life we’re hoping to give our kids.

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EssentiallyJess

I grew up in Darwin which is a city that’s less city like than others, but still more city like than the country town I live in now. I understand how you can feel a little out of place, although where we are it isn’t so bad.
I guess you just have to be who you are and that’s the most important thing. And I love those boots. I want some!

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nadiamc

Wow, Darwin. That’s always struck me as a place that must be so beautiful. It’s the only capital city in Australia I haven’t been to.
In regards to the boots – I’ll let you in on a little secret… my western boots aren’t made below size 6. So if you’re a 5.5 like me – you can buy the kids boots and they are less than half the price! I am amazed at how comfy the boots are. I wish I’d bought them last year! I think part of the battle is working out who this ‘new’ me is. Marrying the old city me with the new life. But the journey will be half the fun I guess!

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nadiamc

My daughter is very jealous of the flashing lights. We figured it will help us find him when he does a runner in the dark! (It is amazing how dark it gets when there aren’t any street lights)

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nadiamc

You’d be having lovely weather up there! A slower pace to life is wonderful.

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