UP AND DOWN THE HILLS

Despite the dry ground and heavy frosts, 2017's winter planting season has gone really well.  I'm down to a couple of weekends planting extra plots to use up 100 leftover plants. Increasing the number of regular helpers has made a great difference, as has Matthew's reliability and skill as my outstanding Chief Planting Assistant. Plus... Continue Reading →

PIXIE DUST, KITES AND PINK HATS

There's nothing better than a beautiful day out on the hillside, unless it's a beautiful day out with lots of lovely people planting trees. This year we had the wonderful team from Justin Borevitz's lab at ANU, along with another hundred yellow box  (eucalyptus melliodora) that they raised from seed, genotyped and either pampered or subjected... Continue Reading →

GOING TINY – WITH TREES

I've started adding some tiny triangles to my collection of revegetation plots over our hills. My plans for tree-planting have been evolving over the past four years since we moved back to live at the family farm.  I started knowing we needed to do something substantial, because the small amounts of revegetation we'd been doing... Continue Reading →

OUT STANDING IN A FIELD

A few old trees make all the difference when you're doing a bird survey.  The bare, newly planted paddocks on Carkella and Adnamira were limited to a few species, mainly parrots (galahs,red-rumps, rosellas) and a small family of magpies. On a grey morning in April three ornithologists from Canberra Ornithologists Group (Sue Lashko, Chris Davey... Continue Reading →

RIPPING INTO OUR PROBLEM PADDOCK

Tree planting doesn't always go as planned. In 2011, before we actually moved back to Australia, I spoke to Graham Fifield at Greening Australia about being part of their WOPR (Whole Paddock Rehabilitation) program.  That program is designed to revegetate an area of 10 hectares or more, using bands of trees and shrubs directly seeded on the contours.... Continue Reading →

WASHING AWAY – PART ONE – DAM IT UP

Topsoil is that thin band of living matter that lies across the landscape.  Except when it is undermined or dissolved by rain and carried downhill into first the gullies, then the waterways, leaving the water silty and the landscape denuded. As a child I loved to play among the eroding soil spires where you could imagine... Continue Reading →

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