Good Morning




I am cold in my bones. I know that it doesn’t get that cold here in Victoria Australia compared to other places around the world. The coldest it got this Winter was -4.5C at my place. It is all relative, that is what I have known most of my life as cold, my body knows this as cold. My house has no insulation in the walls, holes in the floor, and flimsy windows. Spring is here during the day. It is sunny and almost t-shirt weather. But in the mornings and at night it is still so cold. I am sooo sick of being cold. My hands hurt, my feet hurt, I don’t like it… Evidently it makes me very whingy! I am super grateful that we have a new heater and I can warm up in the evenings so that I don’t have to wear all my clothes at once. I am ready, so ready, for the warmth. I will be less whiney. I am sure!



Green green grass

I am one of those people that actually enjoy mowing lawns. It is like meditation. My favourite part is that it is so visually rewarding. This isn’t really lawn it is just weeds. I am mowing for a few reasons: 1) snake season is upon us, I don’t want to accidentally stand on one in long weeds nor do I want to make a nice habitat for them. 2) I want to improve the soil without tilling or really doing much to it at all. The clippings should break down and add goodness to the soil. 3) I want to grow a woodland in this area (lofty goal I know!) and I have started planting the trees. I am much more likely to tend to the trees when it isn’t a treacherous path down there. In 20 years when these trees have grown big enough to create a canopy I will start planting the understory. I can see it now! Til then, the beauty of freshly mown lawns.


Glimpses of what is to come

Spring, for me, is about watching and waiting. Lots and lots of watching and waiting. Plants put out fresh growth and tantalise with signs of flowering. So many of the plants that I planted in Autumn (and have forgotten what they are…) are about to flower. Probably. Maybe…

This plant is still so tiny, I am thrilled (and suprised) that it is even thinking of flowering.
I thought this one had died, according to google it does not like frost. There has been frost every night for months. I love plants tenacious will to live.