Mary, Mary, quite contrary how does your garden grow. This is one of my favourite nursery rhymes. I am not sure why, but thinking about it now, rhyming Mary and contrary has its charm. I don't have silver bells or cockle shells, or even pretty maids all in a row but the garden does grow. … Continue reading How does your garden grow?
It is officially Spring. I feel good because I have done nearly all my spring jobs already. Most all my fruit trees are fertilised and the fruit fly traps are out. The biggest job, one I hate, I completed today. Mulching. Now I have itchy hay forearms. The other exciting news this week is that I … Continue reading Spring/Sprinter stories part 4
We are still on the gentle slope that will eventually lead to the hell that is summer. For now, I can still spend some hours on my weekend in preparation. So much to do! I realised I have a habit of starting in close to the house and moving out to the edges of the … Continue reading Spring/Sprinter stories part 3
Windy Saturday - the Ekka winds as the locals call them. If you don't know why you are not a real Queenslander. The exceptional thing about August is my favourite smelling flowers are both blooming - my jonquils and my jasmine. Earlier in the week, I pruned my rose for the first time ever. I … Continue reading Spring/Sprinter stories part 2
It is only the second week of August, technically winter, but it is really spring or specifically sprinter. The temperature is in the high twenties with 30 degrees forecast for next weekend. It's still a little cool at night and a few cooler days might still appear but it is spring enough to get into the … Continue reading Spring/Sprinter Stories
Thanks to the goddess Inanna that summer is over. The final arrival of our brief Autumn must be how people in cold climates feel when Spring bursts open. I feel invigorated and, energetic. Summer is sooo exhausting. No coincidence perhaps that it is also Easter, a celebration of rebirth and for the northern hemisphere, Spring. … Continue reading Easter and Stories of Rebirth
Australian seasons are all wrong. In the third week of July, I thought, Spring is in the air. 'Technically' it was actually the middle of Winter. The application of the traditional four seasons too much of Australia can be questioned. As a kid, I was fascinated by the idea of the English trying to establish … Continue reading We’ve got our seasons wrong