Spring has sprung
The grass is riz
I wonder where the birdies is…..
And there they are !!!!!!!
I see them fluttering and bathing in the bird bath
outside my office window
and sipping on the nectar
In the spring flowering bushes.
The weather is heralding the start of spring here in Australia. Days are still cool but beautifully sunny. TRH has been busy on bended knee in the garden for the last two weeks. The sour sobs have finally been banished into the greens bin. MOUNTAINS of them! He who wanted hedges – metres and metres of them – has now decided that there are too many metres of them. A substantial number of metres have been removed. And he has trimmed the remainder to a manageable height. Manageable being he can trim them without ladders and scaffolding. Oh – and he has found a new hedge trimmer from Bunnings! To keep company with the several other Hedge Trimmers In Residence in the garden shed. Each, I am told, has its own unique skill set to complement the others. The sum total provides a wholesome and balanced hedge trimming experience and outcome satisfying to all parties.
The fruit trees have been pruned too. Perhaps a tad late as they were starting to burst into flower. They were confused I think with the unusual weather pattern of cold and wet interspersed with sunny and warmish. We’ll see how much of a harvest we get this year. Apricots, nectarines, peaches and figs grown in our little orchard drip with juice and sweetness when they are ripe. I hope we get at least a few.
What with one thing and another I am late in pruning the roses this year. Like our fruit trees, the confused roses have been flowering all through winter. Next week. Sadly one of our old standard roses has curled up its toes. A replacement has to be found quickly but not before we recondition the soil. Roses don’t take kindly to being planted in the same soil where one of their cousins lived. I’m happy to report that all our new standard roses are looking healthy and showing signs of new growth.
The lemon tree in our neighbour’s backyard is groaning under the weight of fruit. It is barely six foot and is covered in fruit. As they are away at the moment, we get to reap the harvest. Which is good as our yuzu tree has decided to have a fallow year. It has hardly any fruit on it so the lemons will be a welcome replacement for the Japanese lime.
Tess has had her spring bath this morning. She wasn’t particularly happy with the dunking and shampooing. But as is the case with all dogs, she loves the after-the-event feel of it. Like a demented banshee she runs shaking, slipping and sliding all around the house.
I expect spring cleaning fever to hit soon. ..
© Raili Tanska