It's messy and jungle-like and green merges into green so that it is always hard to distinguish the species of plants one from t'other.
But I've tried...
Captured en route to…Continue
Herein is an exposé of the underlying principles that my good self have concocted within the juicy confines of my fertile brain.
Tromboncinos: an Italian heirloom zucchini originally from Liguria.
If you have space, 'tis an essential grow.
Since I'm renovating outback I had to cut down a couple of these vines, thus the contents of these…Continue
As I pointed out --…Continue
Vetiver and I have finally decided to get engaged so that we are retrofitting our family home together. Over the past two years we have grown closer to one another so that a day seldom goes by when we aren't interacting with one another... in an horticultural sense of course.
I've come to know Vetiver's ways and have learnt to appreciate the plant even more. In that embrace I can imagine the grass' potential.
At present I have three projects in mind:
The great joy of annuals and the like is that nothing lasts as it was. Gardening with non perennial plants is full of options,quickly realised.
Since taking up with Vetiver grass (we are indeed married)-- we've not only had many offspring together but I've experimented with uses.
The big deal is that I'm embarking on a garden retrofit structured by Vetiver hedges.
I guess the main impetus for this is that after installing a spear pump my irrigation protocols have…Continue
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Indeed the effort has served to offer me a comparison.
When I look at my own outback it keeps changing each year, each season, each…Continue
Since we had a Community Day yesterday I used the excuse to renovate the school garden.
This is a primary school project I've been engaged in for a few years now. Each week we take almost all classes through the gardening program. At other times it is deployed as a chill out or distraction zone for problem -- as in acting out --students.…Continue
With the persistence of the dry weather I thought I'd share with you the latest version of my clay pot irrigation system. I've been experimenting with the setup for a few years and this rig works to my satisfaction and prevails against, weather, pet dogs,bush turkeys, cane toads and crows.
Looking about, I'm soon set to drown in tomatoes which have occupied my patch like weeds.
The greens survive the heat and lack of moisture while the spuds begin to flag their readiness by consecutively dying back above ground.Beans and peas are a waste of energy but the squashes have…Continue
No matter what I do I cannot play rain god and the soil --such as it is -- dries the more.
The comestibles live -- indeed in demographic abundance -- but they do not live well as the wee things suffer from the absence of precipitation. Even the dew has got surly and comes in each morning parched.
But such weather as this seems to suit the squash family. Less mould. Not damp. Just right to throw out the buds and shoot out a succulent stem or ball.
After years been held hostage…
I was outback and the garden was looking so good I thought I'd capture the moment.
As you can see, I'm growing sticks too -- cuts from mulberry bushes. I use the sticks to mark where I plant seedlings and to later deploy them to raise up climbers or ramblers.'Tis an African habit.The red berets are the latest…Continue
An interesting report in the Brisbane Times raises the conundrum of garden size vs water use as a primary cost factor.
It draws on research by James Ward and John Symons , published as Optimising…Continue
After a rough Summer, a recent bout of ill health kept me from my garden tasks for weeks. All I could manage was to fill up the terracotta pots I have located in the centre of my mounds with water.
Nowadays the 'mounds' aren't self evident as over time I have been mulching in between them -- but the…Continue
'Tis the best time of the gardening year. This time. The March/April convergence.
Whan that Aprill, with his shoures sooteContinue
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours yronne,
No surprise that I also had a rough Summer.
Ran out of mulch. The plants crisped up.Weeds took over. Too hot to toil...
Best consequence was that my clay pots kept the strong rooted mature annual plants alive. Seedlings, on the other hand,died.
Maybe I did get the shade I yearned for but losing my mulch supply line was a tragic disaster.
I have planted many frangipanis among the beds.The mower folk are back dropping off the lawn…
Who woulda thought?
I am learning to love my pots.
I have three models: one for the collection of slops and 'teas' ; the others to irrigate my garden.
The slops and washes protocol is really kicking in (see diagram at right).
I collect the waste…Continue