Who’d have thought it?

In 1981 I bundled my backpack and guitar into an antiquated Austin and drove south. All my life I’d been a city chick, but now I was trying the country life.

But was I planning to stay there? Hell, no!

I was answering an S.O.S to teach for a couple of years in Garston — a village so small it wasn’t even on the map.

Green pastures, rugged mountains, animals, birds, friendly people — this narrow river valley just south of Queenstown has it all. One thing I wasn’t looking for was a husband. But when a quiet young farmer sauntered into my life it was love at first sight.

42 years later, I’ve amassed a ton of stories about life “down under” on the farm.

Substack seems like the right place to share them.

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