5 Great things about Country Life

Here I am back in Sydney and waiting for my second baby to come along. When I last wrote it was about Dead Dog Tree. I feel obliged to round up the country experience on a more positive note.

So here are my favourite things about living in a small country town.

1. No one is in too much of a hurry. When I was shopping at the local IGA, one old guy actually let me go in front of him in the queue. “I’m in no rush mate”, he told me. Can you imagine that happening in Sydney?!

When you order a coffee, and they ask you how you’re going, people genuinely want to have a chat. In fact, country people always seem to have time for a chat. It took a while to stop myself from rushing into ordering my food like you do in a Sydney cafe.

2. Local Swimming Pool. As temperatures reached mid forties I was very grateful for a swimming pool in walking distance.

3. Fresh local fruit and wonderfully priced meat.

4. On our last night, a friend of ours introduced us to a couple who look after baby wombats and kangaroos. The animals’ parents have usually been hit by a car. It was amazing to walk into this couples living room and see a joey hopping around. There was a little wombat snuffling near the couch and an even tinier wombat being cuddled to sleep, just like a newborn baby. Out in the backyard we met a very cheeky teenage kangaroo who started boxing my skirt. The couple also had a cockatoo, chickens, a goat, a pig, a horse and plenty of cattle. I wish I’d taken some photos but my hands were full holding the baby wombat. It was incredible.

5. No traffic.

I know the traffic point is a bit overdone. I mean surely people don’t move to the country simply to escape traffic. I used to think this was absurd. However I do think in Sydney we can become very trapped in our houses. It can become such a battle to get anywhere that it’s hardly worth leaving at all. Our friends are spread all over the city, and we might need to travel a good hour to visit them. Once we arrive we’ll probably have parking hassles. So we build beautiful, large home to live in. And there we stay, giving our kids nothing to do but watch TV.

Some city folk often complain that the country seems to dull and boring. But do these same whiners really have such an exciting life? They battle traffic to work, sit in front of the TV all night and mooch around home on the weekend. Thrilling stuff!

I’ll never be true country girl, but my short stint living there has given me a new appreciation for country life.


Dog Tree


Just on the edge of town there is a sign directing you to Dog Tree Road. And if you know what you’re looking for, you’ll come across a very unusual tree.

You might easily drive past as it blends in so well with the surroundings. This ordinary looking tree, just inside the State Forest, is hung with dead, wild dogs.

These dogs have been hunted, killed and strung up. It’s a gruesome and strange display.

In 2013 the ABC reported that “wild dogs are on the verge of wiping out sheep grazing in many parts of Australia, threatening the future of small communities that rely on wool production for their survival.

For years, the feral dogs have been costing farmers hundreds of millions of dollars annually. It’s become the most critical animal welfare issue facing Australian agriculture.”

I’m still not sure why the dogs carcasses have been left to rot on the tree. Perhaps as some sort of statement about the wild dog problem?

It looks like the opening of a horror movie…