Della: Today’s job was the asparagus bed: This is a perennial crop, and having planted the crowns about 30 years ago, we have little to do each year other than cut off the dead fronds each winter. Gardening guides say that you can do this once the fronds turn yellow in autumn, but that is […]
If you have read this blog regularly you will realise that I have been a farmer for many years. For the last few decades a sheep farmer. And more specifically Finnsheep, but not just any Finnsheep. These sheep are the result of forty years of very careful, very practical sheep breeding. I believe they are
(Preliminary observations) ‘Always listen to the experts – and then do something else’, as the old saying goes. I thought I had about tried just about everything with my knee/s (as with my back in retrospect) and had about bitten the bullet that there was nothing for it but once again the dreaded knife –
(by Merrin): There was an old man who bogged a tractor. What a quacker he bogged a tractor! He bogged the tractor trying to rescue the truck. How’s that for luck to bog a truck? He bogged the truck trying to save the ute. What an old coot, he bogged the ute…….. What a story.
(Della) I bought one of these plants several years ago whilst indulging in a little garden-centre impulse buying. Since then I have sporadically noticed 3 or 4 of the fruit deposited at the base of the shrub during autumn and picked them up as a novelty. Today, however, I discovered that the shrub has become
We have a lovely unnamed creek here at Jeeralang Junction (I like to call it ‘Sawyer’s Gully’ after the original selectors here) which rises high in the forest valley behind and winds through the bottom of our farm. Not long after we came here nearly thirty years ago I hacked a path through the blackberries
(Della): This wet autumn seems to be favouring the fungi: Over the last week our afternoon walks in the local pine forest have been magically adorned by a myriad of poisonous fly agaric, whilst giant edible field mushrooms have emerged on our farm today, the latter slated to adorn our fettuccine tonight along with some
(Della): “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness”.. Plenty still on the tree, but if I get this lot preserved in jars and the drier over the next few days, we will be very well set-up for apple this year, as these will be in addition to some bottled Gravensteins from early in the season. That
(Della): First task for today: Cooking up the green tomato pickle. Miserable weather outside keeping me out of the garden is the perfect backdrop! The finished product. Yum.
(Della): Social distancing is pretty easy where we live: Our afternoon walk.
