Like old times.

For the whole of this week farmer Liam is away at chook school in Queensland and farmer Pierre is still in France with his family and me and my farmer boy are here running the show.

It's been reminding me a lot of life twelve years ago when we first moved here. Except back then we only had one little girly and Daylesford Organics was more about self sufficiency than the business of feeding lots of people.

Back then we did everything ourselves and we took little Indigo along with us everywhere we went. The three of us worked together all day every day. We were in our work clothes and boots waaaaaaay more than our town clothes. We worked on and lived and discussed and planned this farm. It was all there was.

But then over the past few years as one girl became three and the business grew and grew, I have left most of the hard yakka stuff to the farmer boys while I've done the girls and the house. It's worked well for us. It's mostly felt well balanced.

But this week with the farmer boys away, I've been farmer Kate again. We've been feeding out, collecting the eggs, moving the chook houses and fences, running the egg machine, organising, invoicing and packing the orders, looking after the chicks, working in the garden and solving all the problems that arise during a normal farm day.

And then we've come in and cooked and cleaned and fed and looked after.

There's so much dirt under my finger nails and I have cuts and bruises up and down my arms and legs. But its kinda nice to be all achy and tired at the end of the day from physical work. I've missed it. I love it. Especially in the glorious springtime sunshine. And especially with my gorgeous farmer boy.

I'm really remembering what we saw when we moved here. I think I know what I want to be when I grow up...or when Miss Pepper goes to school next year anyway. Its been great.

How are you going?
Are you having a wonderful week?
Are you getting outside?
Are you who you want to be when you grow up?

See ya!