'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
I began with 3 Vetiver slips. I grew them up to 1.5-1.7metres tall and started harvested root cuttings -- two to three months ago. I now have just under 100 plants in the soil with another 30 coming on in my nursery.
That may seem a lot of stock for any one plant but to bio-design with Vetiver you need to…Continue
But, you know, if you don't potter about the garden -- grabbing any excuse --you may as well be dead...
As well as making over the front yard with copious plantings of creepers, aloes, kangaroo paw, vetiver, flowering bulbs,grevilleas…Continue
It may be a tad dry but it photosynthesizes. Always full of surprises. A garden of dirty delights.
Main events: the frangipanis…Continue
I think I lost it.
A few weeks of influenza of whatever branding and the garden got away from me.
Went feral with my frequent absence from the garden.
Led by a carpet of chickweed my investment in ground covers took off and I had nasturtiums up to pussie's bow.
But I learnt that patience is its own reward and all annuals subside, even weeds.
The rampaging nasturtiums drowned so much in their path that I couldn't find the comestibles…Continue
Since I haven't explained this DIY before, this is the rig I use to ferment vegetables. Now on display for the very first time.
The only garbage that leaves our kitchen via the front door are those items that can't be eaten by either chooks, worms or their friendlies.
Any big item with a dead animal background -- if not fed to the dogs (or the chooks sometimes) -- is buried outback.
The scrap bin that accepts all the…Continue
We're away on another branch of the garden adventure.
You'll note the 'ground covers'-gone wild. I hack a space in that…Continue
My 'thingness' came upon me and I had a flash of transcendence.
"What, if," thought I, "I used shade cloth instead of plates atop my irrigating clay pots?"
I got myself home.…Continue
Over the past 18 months the program has consolidated as…Continue
You turn your back for five minutes and the greening business takes off.
It's scary. There's a thickening -- and, dare I say it, a quickening..
Outback, plants rule.
I don't think there is one seedling -- and few seeds -- that haven't settled in situ and are now…Continue
To mark the occasion I market-shopped for seedlings and produce.
'Tis my big day out every fortnight.
Being on the chilly side -- finally -- my gardening preference went with a good selection of brassicas and some purple carrots. For gardening umph I purchased a heap of Mizuna seedlings which I find to be a no nonsense versatile…Continue
Today's tasks are clear: plant out the seedlings I've grown from seeds and mulch the potato plants that have come up.
I dug up some purple yams…Continue
Oh I was going to tell you about my worms.Squirmy little buggers always under foot. No matter where I dig in my fingers there they are. Poor souls. Wriggling in the dirt, heading off...well, wherever worms go.
Fat too. The sort of worm that makes a man proud of his labours. I can see it now: the epitaph. 'He grew good worms.'
'How do I do it?' you ask...Let me explain.
First up you build a sort of sand castle....…Continue