A changing world
Spring arrived on Tuesday here in the southern hemisphere. I didn’t realise. I thought spring started on September 1st, likewise autumn in the northern hemisphere, but it turns out I … Continue reading
Knobbly Ones
It was comforting to visit the community garden this week, and not for the reasons you might think. The peas were showing signs of die back, caterpillars had been munching … Continue reading
Who, me?
The dry heat of Broken Hill suited Maggie. Late afternoon walks in the desert were slow and leisurely, as befitted an elderly dog showing signs of arthritis; her gait was … Continue reading
That was close
I almost gave up. I dismissed this garden as unworkable and I was ready to abandon it in favour of a community garden around the corner. Why? Because the grass … Continue reading
Dirty Fingers
Here’s how bad it was. For several weeks now I’ve been staring at a sample of artificial turf – a chemical laden sheet of toxic waste masquerading as grass – … Continue reading
Seeds of doubt
The damage was slight, just a small dent in the car. And the culprit? A seedpod. It wasn’t just any old seedpod. This was a nine-inch whopper weighing in at a … Continue reading
Strawberries in the Desert 
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