Moving to Bangalow

Our block with rainforest on the left

Our block in Bangalow with established citrus orchard. Now it just needs a house

The creek that runs through our block

In 2009 my husband and I moved away from Brisbane to a tiny town in Victoria called Tatura. This humble little village showed us the true meaning of living it 'real'. I met the most down to earth, fun, warm and open-hearted bunch of ladies I have ever had the honour of knowing, in a short space of time and in a town of only 2500 people. No one cared what your wore, what car you drove or who you knew. We lived there for 13 months before circumstance saw us move away to try and put out fires in far northern Queensland – Mackay. And there we experienced the hardest 9 months of our lives, running a restaurant and living a life that destroyed the souls of both myself and my husband. We left after 9 months to start afresh in Currumbin, Gold Coast, only to have our house in Graceville taken by the floods a month after we moved there. So back to Brisbane we moved, to strip back the flooded house, rebuild and move back.

That was January 2011. We were left devastated and broke.

4 years on, many many hours of hard work later, taking life's lessons and using its hardships to make us stronger as a couple and a family we are now in a position to return to the small town way of life. We have bought a big block of land in Bangalow, Northern NSW and will be moving down that way in December this year (2015). 

I cannot think of a more beautiful place to raise my kids, continue my art practice and get in touch with the earth and the sea again. To wake up to the sound of silence, grow my own veggies, have our own chooks and to reconnect with the essence of who I am again, slow down and really enjoy the life I am here to live.

I simply am happy beyond words.