After spending twenty four years running a branding and web design business, and three months before the world shut down in 2020, Mr.Farm moved to Tasmania. What started as a change of scenery turned into four years of falling hard for the land — the pace of it, the quiet, the way problems out there are physical and real and solvable with your hands. Tasmania changed something in me. It made going back to the city feel impossible.
Mrs Farm had already been living that life. Fifteen years on a property in Victoria, breeding horses, rabbits and dogs, doing the actual work I was just starting to understand. We’d known each other since primary school — one of those friendships that had never quite disappeared. After my time in Tasmania ended, we found our way back to each other. The friendship rekindled, and everything else followed.
We both loved farm life. She was desperate for warmer weather, an he wanted to be closer to family. We moved north.