As a child, Margaret felt a little bit different from other kids. For starters, she was horse crazy. Lucky for her, Margaret’s extended family owned a farm and so on holidays, she spent her days shadowing her Aunt Jenny who bred horses. Margaret’s best days included riding horses, brushing horses, feeding horses, and cleaning up after horses. When it got too dark to do anything horse related, Margaret moved indoors for dinner. At night, her aunts and uncles would sit around the table talking long after the meal was finished. These nights on the farm would turn out to have an everlasting impact on her.
In those days, children didn’t really join in adult conversations, so Margaret listened and soaked up the discussions about how to make things work better on the farm. She loved that all the adults had an equal say. While Aunty Jenny did the horses, her uncles were in charge of crops and Aunty Anne was in charge of the beef cattle. Both aunts also ran the sheep. Much of the talk was about water. The family farm depended on water from the nearby river. Her aunts and uncles spent many hours talking about how to make the best use of the water and how to engineer improvements on the farm.