The other week Adam and I got an unexpected invitation for a Sunday lunch in the little town of Sutton, just outside of Canberra.
It was the catalyst to our impromptu road trip to Australia’s capital and we had the most lovely time…
The family friends who’d invited us were house sitting a small acreage. They’d been called in to look after vegetable patches, chooks and a rather cuddly golden retriever called Skipper. Roy and Gloria normally live in Western Australia, so it was a real treat to be able to catch up, so close to our home.
Under the shade of a big verandah at the back of the house, we drank elderflower cordial and watched birds flit in and out of a big, old gum tree.
After good food, good wine and good conversation we headed down to the very far edges of the property to say hello to the chickens and collect a few eggs to take home with us.
By the time we got back, a group of local magpies at gathered in the backyard, ready for their daily feed of a handful of mince, rolled into tiny balls and either flung into the air or eaten straight out of the hand!
There was an extensive vegetable patch and Adam and I were quite jealous of the big beds, full of tomatoes, pumpkins, strawberries and a dozen different herbs.
By the time we were ready to leave, the afternoon sun was starting to sink lower and lower into the sky, casting the most delicious golden glow over everything.
We said our goodbyes and drove off towards the west, marvelling at the beauty of the undulating countryside in this part of the world.
Adam and I would love to live on a similar sized block of land one day – where there’s room for animals, big productive garden beds and beautiful old trees.
That afternoon was a glorious little taste and what we hope our lives might look like in a few years time and I’ve got to say, it was pretty sweet.
Have a wonderful week. x
Wattle and Ash 