It’s finished at last, the new bed is built, mulched and planted. Even the path is done. Now to wait for those yummy broccoli and Ceylon spinach plants to grow, and let’s not forget the broad beans I planted today.
Broccoli and Ceylon spinach growing madly
The dark line on the right of the picture is where the broad beans are planted
The gum leaf path over cardboard is in place.
I can’t wait until this bed is just a mass of green…it won’t take long. I also had another play with time lapse video, I did a quick video of my daughter (yes, she has pink hair this week) and I putting pig poop and mulch on our trailer bed and planting some snow peas. It is a bit far away from the action for me, I think I need a stand or something to hold the iPad at the right angle. This kind of video has a lot of potential I think, it is certainly fun to play with.
I have been dumping a good layer of pig poop on every bed I can find, covering it up with mulch and planting into a handful of potting mix in the bed to prevent too much nitrogen burn and give my plants something to get their roots into before they get into all that poopy goodness.
I also weeded, fertilised and mulched my poor little pomegranate tree while I was going.
Doesn’t she look a lot happier now.
What a relaxing and carefree day I’ve had in the garden. This is what we need to do to maintain sanity…or a close facsimile there of.
Teal’c is such a clown. We managed to get this short clip of him ‘showering’ with the help of my daughter. He is enjoying the sun and the water running through his feathers. I hope you find it as funny as we did.
I love being outside; the sound of life busily happening all around me, the smell of flowers, hot earth and animals (even poop), watching animals and plants doing what they do and the feel of the sun and wind on my skin. At this time of year, if you live in a humpy, there is a lot to do outside which apparently keeps me healthy and will prolong my life.
This clip just confirms what I knew all along. I bet you did too.
This is a short clip showing two of the birds who call our place home arguing about who owns ‘my’ wool basket. They are both from the Corvidia family; a currawong (big black one) and a butcher bird (grey scale one) and so are about as smart as the average 5 year old. We raised both of them and they have both spent considerable time in the wool basket as chicks. All our animals (kids included) go through a ‘we don’t hit’ learning phase where we show them it isn’t acceptable to be violent in the house, that way there is a safe zone for everyone even natural enemies like these two. You can see them both asserting their right to the basket but being too polite to fight because I am there. They sometimes roost together in the house so are not really enemies, although their species usually are. Things will probably change when they both have children (you know what that’s like).
Pew (the currawong) has left home and joined a gang of juvenile currawongs although he still spends about one day a week at home. We expect that to change when he gets a steady girlfriend and hope he doesn’t bring the grandkids home for baby sitting too often. Roadie (the butcherbird) is hunting for himself and doesn’t need help with anything. He still sleeps inside (its Winter and the stove is warm) on a high perch and relies on us for affection (play and cuddles) but that will change in the Summer when he starts to look for a mate. Being a member of a solitary species, he won’t join a gang but will find a single girl and settle down for life. With wild birds there is always a risk of over-humanizing (and who wants more of them) but the risk is fairly low with the corvid family, thanks to their intelligence. The galahs on the other hand……well that’s a story for tomorrow.
I thought it was about time I introduced the Humpy. We moved to our bush block in 2008 and built a shed after living in a tiny caravan for three months with two teenage girls (incentives to build galore). Unfortunately my partner discovered that three walls will hold up a roof and deemed that to be shelter enough. Since then we have successfully built a lot of ramshackle animal housing and got a few creature comforts for ourselves too. Have a browse through the early days of the Humpy.