Glass House cabin

Our newest addition, the Glass House (trailerable cabin) is progressing nicely — in spite of raining 11 of the past 10 days! (We’ve had another 300mm/6” rain this week alone). A tad muddy — yet otherwise fine.


Formerly known as “The Goatel” — it has been stripped back to the trailer base, refurbished and painted.






Steel frame built, the ceiling panelled, insulated and salvaged tin fitted.



Nick provides provisions and his little dog (Jaffa) close supervision. Putting into place the last few insulation panels leftover from my workshop, reused for our Stanmore patio, and finally, finding their home in the Glass House walls.



Our Forest Lodge was fitted with a burnt orange (Hook’em Horns!) corrugated iron sheeting. With quite a lot left over — what better than to sheet the Glass House in it too… Kind of a “Mini-Lodge”!

Before you builder types say “Brett, that foil is supposed to face inwards” — rest assured, it was done on purpose… The foil under the tin acts as a vapour barrier shedding condensation and any rain water that may find its way through the re-used tin. And, being in the bush, it also (when properly taped) helps keep the ants, crawly things and mozzies away.




Here it is as of now… 3 of 4 exterior walls complete, rain proof, and standing pretty in the forest.


One year ago today…

Sadly, it was a year ago today that we lost our beloved Mister D (a.k.a. Deo)… At the ripe ole age of 14 1/2 years (that’s 101.5 dog years) — Mister D passed away peacefully.

Though we would have LOVED for him to be a part of our new adventure… he passed just two days before we left Sydney for the big drive North. Deo had looked after us long enough. He was da bestest dog ever (thanks for remembering him Joy, Vic, Susan).


We enjoyed every day which was made sweeter with Mister D. He was part of our pack for well over 12 years — yet it was time to let him go to Rainbow Bridge…. we trust we’ll see you again Mister D. Love you always!




Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.


When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together…


Author Unknown

Wonderful conditions and a wonderful friend

The rain has totalled well over a foot in the past month and with sun burts between showers — teh grass is growing wildly and a vivid green. Even the trees are greening up (trunks and all!)


Our wonderful friend Derya came over from Germany to speak at a few geology forums and stopped in while nearby. Its been years since we travelled Spain together. She is a wealth of information about our area as it was formed by volcanos and has much to study in rocks and other formations. She likes our Medusa post.


Even Nick’s little dog Jaffa stops to take in the fukn awesome view (aka FAV). The clouds this day were phenomenal!



Its not unusual as each season progresses for us to find new plants (and animal) around the place. This bush looks like a crepe myrtle and is about six feet tall and rather unremarkable. That is — until it one day had none and the next day had hundreds of half a golf ball sized cherry-lychee-grape-like fruits on its trunk. Its called a Jabuticaba a.k.a. Brazilian Cherry tree and is among the most remarkable trees I’ve seen. We enjoyed 70 or so fruits and wanted to leave them for another harvest soon — yet the local bush rats stripped it later during the night.


Summer showers bring flowers

While the rain lately has been tiring (yet enjoyable too) — it with the return of warmer sunny days has seen the grass flourish and flowers burst open. There is a wide range of colours, fragrances, and new plant life. Sadly, the cane toads are back as they enjoy the rainy weather. Luckily Jaffa doesn’t bother them as they eject a poison when provoked.


Wild orchids and a range of gorgeous red flowers (anyone know what they are?)



Such varied colours of green and vines flourishing while the gum trees are bursting out of their old bark into new skins which are often quite green.


A fine example of a Norfolk pine cone and its seed petals taken by Derya — what a stellar photographer with SUCH great composition!


Let there be birds!

We’ve always had a great deal of wildlife around and while remote, being a deceased estate, our place had sat dormant for 10-years before we bought it. That said, we have an abundance of birds — especially when our fruit trees and garden are producing!

Here are a few birds we’ve captured with a photo — too many other birds abound to mention!


This morning I let the hens out of their house and was greeted by a large bush turkey. She got quite close, was mesmerised by our chickens, yet would not join in feeding. We have a few large turkey mounds (nests where they hatch their eggs using natural compost warmth).



Of course, we do have our share of domesticated birds (—er, somewhat domestic :<). This is our most devoted laying hen — she quite likes her bucket nest box and roost.



Bob, the Daddy Kookaburra, keeps a close eye on all new developments… this is him inspecting the new trailer based tiny house Brett is building.



A flock of Kings Parrots (usually males like this one) regularly fight us for our tomatoes — often enjoying them before we do!




We have scores of Pheasant Coucals about — such a lovely call!



Finally, we’re watched over by this gorgeous Silver White Owl (what species is it Susan? ;<)