Reconnecting with nature and community in the inner city.
Sunflowers germinated in toilet rolls, Dylan made a hot compost, our first tomatoes have shown their shiny sheres and the beans are twining and flowering. The Chookheads as usual are up to no good and gobbling everything in sight. They have set a new record for demolishing an entire bed of Bok Choy in under an hour. They pay their way in delicious eggs though, never been late on a payment.
Cooked my first meal from our own eggs, they look and taste so much better than supermarket eggs. Yay happy chickens! Our spinach got out of control so I made a yummy spanakopita. and I pulled apart some more pallets to make a planter box for my parent’s christmas. Under the bricks the previous owner of the house laid concrete reinforced with any type of scrap metal he could find, old bikes, wire, anything! Dylan had the joy of spashing the concrete up so we could have a new bed. I had a cold so all I could do is watch ;).
The dogs have been helping in the garden, but alas they seem to have no interest in reducing the snail population and we have had to resort to beer traps. Luckily the slimy fellows don’t seem to be too picky and are happy with the cheap stuff.
Three haughty Isa Browns now call our garden their home, Beven calls them ‘Tasty’ ‘Chicken’ and ‘Nuggets’… I do not. Dylan went all out on their weathboard chook tractor – the perfect size to fit over our veggie beds (when those guys aren’t causing mischief free ranging!). These happy hens christened the tractor almost immediately with this lovely brown egg.
