• Jack the Immortal

    For most of the properties that I have worked at during my woolclassing career, there would be a 12 month stint between visits. While most of the woolgrowers are exceptional and a large chunk of them I now fondly call friends, it’s their working dogs that get me excitedly holding my breath in anticipation for work to start Monday morning, hoping that they’ve still kicked on for another year. There are a few dogs that have a special place in my heart, Bullet from Dunwinnie, Wooly from Tarwoona, Tripod from Avon Downs. Old Jack though, he’s one very special old mate of mine. Jack is 14 years young. His front…

  • Birth in the Bush

    I first wrote down my birth story so I wouldn’t forget too much of it. It has now been 10 weeks and I’m ready to (over) share it with the rest of the world. This (very long) story is not intended to turn anyone off natural birth or having kids. Rather, I would love for it to serve as a prompt to women in the bush and urban areas too I guess, nuture your body during pregnancy and listen to what it is telling you. If something doesn’t feel quite right, get a second opinion. And kiss your partner long and hard before labour really kicks in because where you’re…

  • THEY SEE ME ROLLIN

      With less than a month until we become first time parents, we’ve gone and moved houses. In our true style though, there’s a little bit of a twist to it. We are officially travelling gypsies. Faced with the dilemma of where to live, there was months of frustrated conversations trying to find the best way to keep our growing family together. While I have kicked my woolclassing and any big photography commitments to the curb for the time being while I grow the finishing touches on our son and prepare to disappear into the land of newborn and exhaustion, Jas is still slogging away in the sheds, handpiece in…

  • MY FIRST SHED

    Growing up in the north west suburbs of Brisbane, a life in the wool industry was never something that I considered. Like most young girls I fantasised about becoming a vet, zoo keeper or even just a pet owner. My compassion for my furred and feathered friends started at a young age, but the motivation for university never came to me. My career in animal care never even got a look in. Nothing really sparked my interest in the concrete jungle, after high school I bounced around jobs, usually only staying at them for a year. Customer service, hospitality, receptionist, aspiring real estate agent, I spent 7 years floating through…

  • SEVEN

    Every now and then a big personality is born on a farm. Seven is one of them. Born in 2016 as part of a set of triplets, Seven was met with the big wet that had hit his home of ‘Aloeburn’, Boree Creek.  Very few paddocks remained safe from flood waters for the lambing ewes and his farmers, Jodie and Andrew Green had some tough decisions to make for the wellbeing of their flock. Both Seven and his brother were adopted by Jodie and Andrew, giving their sister a more promising start at life. The two young rams were added to the poddy mob, they became part of the special…

  • MERINO COUNTRY

    It was the nineties and the Queensland wool industry was struggling through drought and low wool prices. Searching through stores for Australian wool everyday wear, would have you coming home empty handed. It was a quiet time for Queensland wool, but something was stirring inside of Kerrie Richards. These hard times was the fuel that ignited her idea for merino wool clothing line, ‘Merino Country’. With next to zero traceability of an Australian wool clip from farm to fibre and a lack of affordable everyday wear merino clothing available to the public, Kerrie was smacked in the face with a gaping hole in the Australian clothing industry. Her new business…

  • TAMBO TEDDIES

    Tambo is the oldest town in Western Queensland with a history overflowing with wool and sheep. Once buzzing with shearing teams and huge sheep properties, wild dogs, drought and the wool price crash have forced most woolgrowers to either sell up, or go into cattle. While most have long forgotten the wool industry in the district, there is a business nestled in the main street of town still keeping locals employed in the wool industry and boosting the local economy. Tambo Teddies is a hot spot for tourists travelling out West, however this is not your average outback store full of tourist knick knacks. This is a teddy bear workshop.…

  • THE STEWARTS

    It’s all hands on deck for the Stewart family when shearing time rolls around at ‘Riverview’ Evandale TAS. The kids get a day off school and kept busy in their one stand shed. The shearing shed is an extension built off the side of their storage shed and works a treat. Everyone is assigned their own jobs and although only lasting a day, shearing is the highlight of their farming year. Summer, 11, keeps herself busy stamping butts, skirting fleeces and sweeping the board.  ‘I love jumping in the butts and polishing my boots with the wool. My favourite thing is having pet lambs. I know it’s not possible to…

  • MOLLY CORNISH

    Molly Cornish will make you want to get out there and grab life by the horns, or wool for that matter. I caught up with Molly at her dad’s farm, ‘Crenmore’, at  Oatlands, Tasmania. In the freezing cold temps she graciously braved them for me to get a few shots and humbly told me about her life, loves and what she’s got in store for the future. When most little girls hit their 12th birthday, planning for their future and laying down foundations for their career path goes as far as declaring that they want to be a vet one week and an actress the next. Something a little more…

  • THE BIG DRY

    (Image – ‘Cambo’, Mungindi NSW) The big dry. There’s a lot of things you can regulate, influence and change as a woolgrower. But the rain ain’t one of them. Working across Southern and Outback Queensland for most of my working year in the woolsheds, I experience the highs and lows of the seasons alongside the woolgrowers who I class for. Some days work is called off because not even my 4wd can navigate their black soil driveways to start work. But when the big dry rears its ugly head, there is nothing but sunshine. That moisture sucking, dry heat sunshine. The ground under the sheep’s hooves is cracked and patiently…

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