Life and Wildlife on the Banks of the Murrumbidgee
At the moment butterflies are everywhere, including, unfortunately, smashed on the windscreen of my car. There've been many years where there have been grasshoppers throwing themselves in front of speeding vehicles (I don't think they intend to). Craig and I had one trip to Swan Hill years ago where we had to keep stopping and... Continue Reading →
It's been some time since I saw new wildflowers. The weather has been mostly lousy for visiting the best areas we have, Luckily, being on the Murrumbateman Landcare committee recently gave me the privilege of a walkabout in Nanima with the people most skilled at identifying all the fabulous things around us. Unlike our place,... Continue Reading →
As the roads have turned to soup, the hills have become treacherously soggy as well. Behind a group of fig trees is a valley I’ve been considering for some time how to protect and improve. It’s tricky because there are power lines overhead nearby, plus two steep hills, with the water source for the grazing... Continue Reading →
Gaily zipping through the trees A flock shows grey, then, Lifting their wings, shows pink And in the sunset Heads for home. Photo by George Roderick One of our pleasures each evening is to watch these birds flying home. Unfortunately, I discovered they had decided to roost in my pear tree and, as evening entertainment,... Continue Reading →
During the winter we finally got some huge branches of the golden cypress trees chopped. There are seven of them in the garden and they all create a lot of wreckage, although I do love their shade and the raggedy umbrella look they have. Craig extreme weeding under the cypresses, 2016 They regularly get too... Continue Reading →
Since lately we've been staying in town whenever the road is blocked and we have commitments, it feels as if, instead of going to Canberra for a night out and entertainment, we come home. Most recently we were able to sit outside eating dinner and watch the eclipse of the moon, conveniently located for our... Continue Reading →
Living on a farm in Australia means driving, lots of it. The nearest grocery store is twenty to thirty minutes away, traversing a couple of low bridges, gravel roads and the Barton Highway. That's why it's worth keeping chooks, a vegetable garden and fruit trees so there are always emergency food supplies. Fifty years ago... Continue Reading →
Grasses make my head spin. There are so many of them and I can still only identify about a dozen types confidently. About half of those are non-native, and the worst of them is African Lovegrass (eragrostis curvula). It was accidentally planted in the Monaro area, south of us, as a contaminant of the closely... Continue Reading →
I was lucky enough this year to get a small grant to put in thirty paddock trees through Yass Landcare and the Yass Local Land Services. The huge remnant paddock trees we have are both impressive and essential, for wildlife to move around, as well as for sheep to have shelter and shade. Many of... Continue Reading →
In a big rush, in the last month I like to plant (August), we got this year’s trees finished. 1200 in total for 2022. The final big planting day was both horrible and beautiful. Horrible was the weather, which was wet and windy, with everything mud-coated. Rain-catching coreflute discs that I now use instead of... Continue Reading →
Each year I worry I won't get my army of new plants into the ground. Each year it's a huge relief when the main planting begins. This year we were waiting for the new windbreak fences to be completed, so we did individual paddock trees and little triangles first and finally started the main windbreak... Continue Reading →
I was fascinated at the sight of a table full of drones among the local wines and handmade firepits at the 2014 Murrumbateman Field Days. Suddenly these flimsy machines could be owned by individuals, not just used by governments to drop bombs. I failed to find a real excuse for us to own one, although... Continue Reading →
For my last birthday Craig gave me a new pet, a wonderful planter with insect-eating plants. It was made by his old friend Dave who has shifted from researching spiders to growing "interesting" plants. During the spring and summer we sat the planter out on the verandah table and watched as the sundews collected tiny... Continue Reading →
The wheels whir. There's no forward motion. Damn. Another bogging. The problem with having machinery is you rely on it. And then it bogs or breaks. This last year has been a big one for breakdowns, most spectacularly when the wheel fell off the truck on Dog Trap Road. Craig was quite surprised when he... Continue Reading →
At the start of the planting season, I'm so excited to see my new young plants. I spend a lot of time sorting them, checking them out, figuring out where exactly I'm going to put them, and admiring them fondly. At the end of the season, I'm equally excited to see my piles of empty... Continue Reading →
A few years ago, I went to a workshop on erosion control, which gave me a number of tools to use against soil erosion. One of them involves using logs and brush to make multiple leaky weirs, which slow water and sediment moving down a slope, allowing the silt to drop out instead of being... Continue Reading →
I know we’ll need all the water we can get for another summer of heatwaves, coming in just a few months. It’s also perfect for this year’s tree planting that the soil moisture is good. However, the flooding is beginning to become just a little tedious – especially the creek. When Mullion Creek goes up... Continue Reading →
I have a love-hate relationship with fences. A good fence is essential for stock management and control. On the other hand, I hate having to get over barbed wire, as I’m not good at the seamless leap over. Barbed wire is particularly important if you have cattle who like to lean on them. Sheep don’t... Continue Reading →
While we were collecting last year's corflute covers and drainage discs down in last year's Big Gully planting, we found the young trees mostly well grown, a few bowled over by wombats, a few being chewed on by insects - those I'm hoping will provide food and attract birds in the future. The thistles were... Continue Reading →
Bloom of rust on an old disc I love the texture of old rusty iron, the subtle ripples of its surface where air has nibbled it away over decades. I love the red-orange colour which is earthy and natural, a far cry from primary colours and shiny galvanized silver of new metal. I have quite... Continue Reading →
One Bend In The River 