As I pointed out -- HERE-- my home patch is now an exercise in Vetiver design. I'm thinking of trying to make it a sort of 'model kitchen garden' ruled by Vetiver.
[I know. I know. These Vetiver groupies are hard to fathom. 'It's only a grass!,' you say. ]
The retrofit proceeds apace.Plenty of mulch laid out and a good plant out of seedlings on the weekend.
I gave my remaining Vetiver clumps a short-back-and-sides haircut as a resource.
In the meantime I'm almost finished recovering the school garden from its Summer verdancy...and tomorrow we start planting out. My oft cited clay pot irrigation system is now a feature there as we teach the under 10s how to fill terracotta pots with water.
I've also put my in-house serf to work and have finally generated enough signage so that the children can spellcheck their horticultural pursuits.
Naming the plant and its uses is a thing to cherish.
Mind you, child labour nowadays isn't as reliable as it used to be. No sooner you get them out into God's good air than it's the end of a period and you have to march 'em back to their desks.
The rest of the week the Special Education children maintain the garden. Generally, they are a delight to work with.
It's a great system that harnesses so many benefits.
This is our third year so I've wondered often about what's gonna work given our resources. Aside from the clay pots (we use tank water by the way as the bore isn't working) I've switched the garden over to woodchip mode.
Since there is a regular supply of these chips available on the grounds, I'm mining a one year old pile to cover all the beds with a deep layer.
Without exploring this option, it is hard to keep the moisture up.
I'm also adding more perennials -- frangipani for shade, banana, citrus, mulberry, Dragon Fruit, Paw Paw,Pigon Pea, Passion Fruit and...Vetiver (of course).
We've also renovated the 'Chill Out Zone' which is a daggy shade-cloth and weedmat tent we occupy for teaching the kids the DIY.
Very much the cubby.
We all sit on logs underneath a roof held up by bamboo poles.
Scarecrows face outwards from the main uprights.
I tell you, I'm indeed blessed that the school allows me so much freedom to indulge myself.
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