The Kurrajong trees on our hills are some of my favourites. They are, however, also mysterious and strange. They were valuable to the local Indigenous community for food (seeds), string (bark) and shade, and I've heard for memorials. Many of our big, old, ones were planted inside hollow stumps, to give them a head start... Continue Reading →
AFTER THE FROST
The Big Wilt has finally come. Every year when the frosts arrive, the summer plants die back and make way for the ones that can take the cold. This year we waited a long time for the changeover. In some ways it was a vindication of my messy, lazy style of vegetable gardening, the one... Continue Reading →