One month down in our little yurt on our new land! Turns out yurt living is GREAT in spring, when the shine is is still there!
It’s funny how quickly we have settled into a much more simple life. Not so much simple amenities – while we don’t yet have a bathroom or a kitchen or even hot water we DO have an industrial size espresso machine and coffee grinder and a washing machine and a hoover. (We get junked up on caffeine and have a wild time doing housework) I mean simple in terms of activities.
Since moving onto the land our days seem to have been stripped back to just staying around the yurt, looking for eels in the stream, playing with modelling clay, having a little walk. The kids are totally thriving on these days – despite the ominous start; our first morning, in bed, and I’m sooooo excited, like “Ramona! What shall we do today?! Climb a tree? Swim in the river? Make mud pies?!” and she said “How about we go to Soft Play and then the Drive Thru?”… she is an urbanite, for sho, that girl.
Tim and I are like excitable Scouts. It is basically like the best camping holiday EVER. A never ending camping holiday! It’s the stuff dreams are made of!
Things we have done:
Put up our little yurt & moved things in
Put up a trampoline
Set up our solar power
Piped water from the spring on the hill down to our meadow (BIG day!)
Found a huge slide at the dump and attached it to the tree
Carved steps down to the river (thanks to two different families who came to visit last week, who got in touch because they read my blog *waves*- we had SUCH a blast with them all. One family is doing an around the world thing -read their blog here)
Dug two small veggie patches
Things to do imminently: Build our big yurt Get hot water Set up a shower/ bush bath Dig a bigger veggie garden Move our cows, ducks and chickens onto the land Buy a puppy (OMG I know! Tim and I are probably more excited than the girls!) I did a little youtube showing you around the place. This video feels like one of the most boring ones I’ve made so far, and Crikey Jim, that FONT AT THE START *dies* but if you feel like nosing around our land, our yurt and our loo this is for you:
Yeah. So when we are not bouncing on the trampoline, watching Happy Feet, sliding down the epic slide or going to the Drive Thru we are mostly telling each other Knock Knock jokes. If anyone ever tries to tell you that only boys like poos and farts, please tell them about my family. Our youngest, Juno, is two and probably has about 100 words in her vocab these days, but her favourite by far is fart. She sings the word fart to the tune of Twinkle Twinkle and Baa Baa black sheep. And Ramona’s top Knock Knock joke is this one:
Juno gets amongst the Knock Knock action too, resembling old fellas at the pub who have had too much whiskey and can’t quite get the punchline right
“oh haha not cow no no no erm ahhhhh sorrrrrrryyyy…
(one minute later)
So yes, that is us, one month in. Clock back in soon for updates… although you and I both know that from here on in it is just gonna be photos of the kids, the ducks and the puppy all having a snuggle together.