Goodbye to farmlife

We left the farm yesterday morning and It was a tearful goodbye. I’ve had a wonderful 1 1/2 years living on the farm and it’s safe to say that I’m gonna miss everything about it, especially our lovely neighbors! Living in a large city as Sydney where we’ll be in a couple of weeks, will be a huge contrast to the peacefulness that we shared on the farm.

Even if we’re now moving to the other side of the world, I’m pretty sure that I’m gonna put my feet in the green grass of Colorado, Sleepy Hollow or in the Soccerpitch sometime in the future.Image

I took this photo just before we went off. I was a little bit bugged afterwards when it hit me that I didn’t get my photo taken with the Curtises but if there’s anyone out there who’s good at photoshopping I’m sure it could be fixed.



As we left the farm and the Gers, its landscape gave us something neither me or Mike had witnessed earlier. To say the least, it was a beautiful goodbye.


Scenes from a now empty house


The house is now completely empty besides some scraps and a giant chair which have been dragged in front of the fire for a cosy opportunity to read.

After saying our goodbyes to the neighbours we’re heading up north and after a night’s stay at friends we’ll arrive in Paris sometime late afternoon on Thursday.

And so it starts

There’s a first time for everything, and this is my first attempt to write a blog. The reason why I’m doing this is because I’m moving to Sydney, Australia, in a few weeks, and I thought that this would be a good way for friends and family to be able to read and to see what I’m up to.

But before Australia happens, me, my partner and our giant dog will first spend a few days in Paris before closing things up in this part of the world. I have a wedding to attend to and friends and family to say goodbye to in Sweden while he’ll be in the Uk doing the same thing,minus the wedding.

That’s all for now.