The (trying to be) Good Life

I have high hopes for my little patch of bushland. I don't want to interfere with the natural environment too much as I do love the frogs in the dam and the occasional kangaroo outside my bedroom window in the morning.  But there's plenty of room for me too.  And the dog.  And the chook.  And the vegie gardens.

I'm old enough to have watched the first run of The Good Life, and I know it's corny but I still watch the re-runs, and I just might even have the entire series on DVD.  How un-cool am I - I knit and I want to grow my own food.

Irrespective of un-coolness, I still get inspiration from those who are truly leading The Good Life.  This weekend, Allsun Farm near Gundaroo invited interested, trying-to-be Good-Lifers to see how they do it.

Joyce and Michael grow fields of organic garlic. 

They will be harvesting buckets of strawberries soon.

To say nothing of the chickens, the piglet, the broad beans, the herbs, the greenhouses full of zillions of seedlings, the orchards and the self-sufficiency in power, water and waste management.

I came home with my head full of plans and my boot full of heirloom tomato seedlings.

I've got a long way to go, but I'm trying to be Good.