Terroir

My parents farmed 2,030 acres (820 hectares) of tough hilly country — half cleared farmland, half native bush. We reared sheep and cattle. Although it was a single block of land, nature had divided the farm into two parts: the clear green pastoral land, which was good for farming, and the native bush, which was a wild playground for small children. For the first twelve formative years of my life that I lived there it appeared to me that the farm and the wild were at constant odds. The bush,