Sunday, 25 February 2018

How Tassie changed me...

During my adventures in Tassie, I was blessed with an inordinate amount of freedom. This allowed me to focus my time as my heart desired. I chose beauty, creativity and love. Tassie is a true natural beauty, with picture postcard views at every turn, and I feel incredibly fortunate to have been able to share my adventures with you in this blog. (Thank you for joining in the fun!)

In my Life Before Tassie (LBT) it felt like I was constantly rushing, always trying to do too much with the time I had. Learning to slow down took some time, until I was able to really be in the moment, see what was around me and to stop and smell the flowers (literally!).

Flowers blooming at the Old Dairy

 
Though at times I felt slightly isolated, with very limited phone and internet links out to the rest of the world, it let me really become close to those who were on this adventure with me: the Bandycoot, our fluffy puppies and the Tassie branch of the Bandycoot's family (who I was just getting to know).

I also learnt a great deal about the folk who call Tassie home. They seem to fall under two groups. Many were former Mainlanders who had seen the light and transitioned to a Tassie lifestyle, without ever looking back. Many of these were creative types, often with young families, who were seeking a more alternative way to live. With the goal of being closer to nature, living their dreams in Tassie had become a reality for artisans and those seeking sustainable lifestyles.

The second type of Taswegians seem to have had ancestors who had settled this wild and rugged lans and had lived in Tassie for generations. They could tell amazing stories of their history and how places had changed to become the countryside I was still getting to know.

When the opportunity arose, we took Government contract jobs that had us driving down backroads and seeing parts of the countryside that most wouldn't see. Upon knocking on some doors, we discovered that there was a reason these folk chose hidden away locations...they did not want to be found! The Bandycoot even spoke to one fellow who had not left his house in 8 years!! There were crazies, crackpots and also kind-hearted folks who invited us in for a cuppa or even a beer. Wherever we went we found that people were not afraid to be open, to share their thoughts and often share the benefit of their local knowledge.

Though now living back on the mainland, I still refer to myself as 'part-Tasmanian' and know that I keep a bit of Tassie in my heart wherever I go.

Tuesday, 20 February 2018

Final days in Tassie - Goodbye sweet apple isle

They say that all good things must end, but I feel my love affair with Tasmania will last a lifetime.
Sadly, we've had to say goodbye to our Tassie adventure and return to new lives in sunny Queensland. 

Leaving the Old Dairy and our handsome herd of alpacas was such a difficult decision to make, but I know that one day we'll return to the sweet Apple Isle.

The puppies were sad to leave after so many adventures and the freedom to explore our little farm. Jazzie was heartbroken to wake up one morning and find her feathered sisters (the chooks) had moved out. She sniffed all over the coop and around the property in search of them. They went to live with some kind-hearted relatives of the Bandycoot's, who had a big property further south. Even now if we say 'chook-chook' her head turns and she is on full alert, ears pointed.


Over the next couple of posts, I'll share the highs and lows of our last few adventures in Tassie and I hope you'll enjoy them.

Life in Queensland is treating us well, and the sunshine must have set aglow the Bandycoot's heart and he proposed on a sunny beach in Noosa. So I'm now officially Mrs Bandycoot. And we have a sweet little farm on the Sunshine Coast. You can follow my new adventures in my blog: Gaily goes crazy in Queensland

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