The Bush Hut @ Brooman

2016.

Tick.

Done.

Packed up in a box and shoved high on an unreachable shelf in the back shed. Better yet, dropped in a river like a Jumanji gameboard. Whatever you do, don’t open the box.  DON’T OPEN THE GODDAMNED BOX!!!!  “But the drums!! The drums!!”  FUCK THE DRUMS, DON’T OPEN THE GODDAMNED BOX!!

Dad always said “No point in looking back” so we won’t.

Exxxxceppppt …for some unfinished business on the south coast… at Brooman, about 35 minutes inland from Milton, about three hours south of Sydney.

We have friends from university days who have bought a little property, a very special little property. It overlooks the old village of Brooman and the mighty Clyde River, hidden just behind those trees on the right.

the-walk-to-the-hut

And just a little bit further up the hill, tucked away in the bush you step into the 1900s, into a wooden hut, the Bush Hut @ Brooman, hewn from local hardwood and built with love.

bush hut @ brooman

Verandah inspired by On Golden Pond.

brooman-hut-photos

A catcher of late afternoon light and bird song. Kick back at day’s end. Off the grid. A drink? You betcha.

bush hut @ brooman

bush hut @ brooman

Simplicity. A little sanctuary to unpick, defrag, stop and smell the grevilleas.

bush hut @ brooman

bush hut @ brooman

Candle lit baths under the stars.

bush hut @ brooman

We were given permission to explore the Brooman village ruins on the adjoining property, the wobbly remnants of a gold rush – back in the day.

brooman

brooman

brooman

Textured and a little bit twisted, just the way I like my men 😉

brooman

textures-cream

brooman

Weaving and wandering, a valley full of laughter, a river of canoes.

bush hut @ brooman

Freshly picked bounty from Julie and Bob’s garden where the lines between flowers and vegies are pinked and blurred.

julie and bob's garden

Could I live this life? 35 minutes from town, near neighbourless and self contained? After the year that should not be named it’d be tempting I must say. Peaceful, healthful, cupful. Brimming in so many ways. I’m not sure. But as an escape, yes, this is me, us. A warm bath under the stars.

Birdsong.

Candlelight.

But the drums!!

What drums?

There are no drums.

 

 

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If you’d like to know more about Julie’s and Bob’s bush hut which is available for rental you can see it here on Stayz or Airbnb.

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    6 Comments

    1. Posted 3 January 2017 at 7:58 am | Permalink

      Oh god yes. well, at least every other weekend. As you described it I found myself thinking – I wonder whether I can find a place like that to buy as soon as we are on our financial feet. We are living in the city now…Sydney. We didn’t end up at Hill End unfortunately, and ….after Norfolk….Sydney. … Yeah, I know you get it!

      So, I’m working on the best way to live in this place, and trying to use it for what it’s worth – a post grad in art curation and access to museums and art galleries. And…. instead of trying to join the sydney insanity mortgage market well…I’ll hope to find a place like this to escape to on weekends.

      • Marg
        Posted 3 January 2017 at 12:00 pm | Permalink

        Happy New Year to you Andrea. Big move! Don’t get me wrong, I love Sydney and all its turquoise sparkle but I do love driving over the sandstone curtain and seeing that horizon open up before me. Having said that, I do love driving over the sandstone curtain and seeing all that Sydney has on offer open up before me lol. Enjoy your time there – what they’re doing on the foreshore redevelopments around the city is really beautiful. Julie and Bob’s spot is very special if you’re ever wending your way down the south coast. xx

    2. Posted 12 January 2017 at 2:46 pm | Permalink

      Ah Marg, hoping your daughter is doing well here in the US. I am here near DC is she would ever need a nice stranger to hear her out. And I hope your son is well too. Mine’s getting on my nerves. And I hope your husband hasn’t been run into again by rogue livestock.
      Your wandering pictures are sooo wonderful. Thought of you the other day. Would love to send you a snail mail card. Need your address? I think you may have my email? If not let, me know.
      Love to you,
      Shalagh

      • Marg
        Posted 12 January 2017 at 2:56 pm | Permalink

        Happy 2017 Shalagh. Maddy has survived her first Christmas and NY away – thank you for asking … and we’re about to lose Darce to Melbourne. Empty nesters. EEK! 🙂

        Steve has been relatively livestock free – thanks for bringing that up haha. What a nightmare that one was.

        Hot as Hades here at the moment! I’ll shoot you an email. Hope you had a lovely break x

        • Posted 12 January 2017 at 11:01 pm | Permalink

          Break didn’t brake me. I’m better than ever. Look forward to your email.

          • Marg
            Posted 13 January 2017 at 9:50 am | Permalink

            Good girl 🙂

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