Thursday, 2 March 2017

March, in- and around the garden.

March means the start of autumn. Today is the second and we were promised a week of rain. The sky is sky blue, still hot but in the early morning is this tinge of coolness..ahh. Our gardener/helper Calvin is here and does a lot of hard yakka, pruning and cutting down some trees which are shading our new solar panel to open and close the gate automatically. Later I will plant some low growing grevillias, food for birds, insects and mammals alike, to compensate for the trees who unfortunately had to be cut.


The gate operates with  sun power. A few trees had to be cut out to let enough sun onto the panel to charge the battery.

Ready to plant  a few low growing shrubs.

They all can stay!

The very beautiful Banksia , empty seed pod. In time I will find seedlings .


   The most wonderful gifts of nature Fruit

Persimmon, always looking forward to the harvest, I love their squishy sweetness.

Nothing compares to home grown Bananas.

Plants, the tough ones prevail...rain or shine

Groundcover Evolvolus.

Salvia blue Peru, a favourite

Pretty, white Buddleia

Fine blue Tradescantia pallida.

...and the sweet lollipops,  Catharanthus,
 All these plants are growing and flowering now in the very dry drive way/butterfly garden. Never hand watered just live on the sparse rain they received this summer.

Sunday, 12/03/2017

I am preparing the roses for their next flowering period autumn/winter. Above a carpet rose, flowering nearly all year round. Many are growing in big pots.  Once a year they need special care, pruning,  some fresh soil. fertilizer, mulch, and wow for their hardiness.

I heart colourful leaves, like here on Cordylines, they are a must have in my garden.

Bowls with marbles, for bees to land to get  water.

Sunday, is still very special to me, I have never grown out of liking this special day mankind has made up to enjoy and cherish.

Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.” 
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

14/03/2017 Tuesday


Bouquets from my herb garden

Garlic chives

My friend Epicurus 340-270 BC---- Letter to Menoeceus.

Let no one be slow to seek wisdom when he is young nor weary in the search of it when he has grown old. For no age is too early or too late for the health of the soul. And to say that the season for studying philosophy has not yet come, or that it is past and gone, is like saying that the season for happiness is not yet or that it is now no more. Therefore, both old and young alike ought to seek wisdom, the former in order that, as age comes over him, he may be young in good things because of the grace of what has been, and the latter in order that, while he is young, he may at the same time be old, because he has no fear of the things which are to come. So we must exercise ourselves in the things which bring happiness, since, if that be present, we have everything, and, if that be absent, all our actions are directed towards attaining it.


The days pass quickly and we are nearly at the end of the first month of autumn. We also have received a lot of rain so far more than 300 mm and it is still raining intermittently.

Fungi have the time of their life fungi garden is flourishing in the constant rain.

Beautiful shelf fungi and ...

all sorts of fern spores deposited a long time ago are starting to show signs of life.

They are all freebies, and I hope they will grow into adult life.

Some orchids like to flower now...

and I am waiting for the first lemons to ripen.

The beautiful Angel Trumpets, Brugmansia is again in full flower, their exquisite  fragrance reawakens when the sun goes down.

Henry David  Thoreau said: “I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.”  

 I may say:" I agree.


March has been and gone. Left with a big bang; the stinging end tail of cyclone Debbie. She was an angry one  rushing down from  the  far North with winds up 125 km thrashing and raining for a day and a night. Now the sky is blue the rain has drained more or less and Debbie has disappeared to the South. If the garden was  not  a big mess it would be like nothing had happened, at least around our place, other areas have a sadder story to tell.

Lagerstroemia grandiflora took a battering.

Taking leave with a few pictures from this month. Early morning sun illuminating  trees  snd palms in  the garden.

Kookaburra triplets born not that long ago in my neighbour's garden are hanging around here.

©Photos/ Text Ts

Hopefully I see you all in my April garden.

©Photos/ Text Ts

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