Life in Tasmania's Huon Valley, by a blow-in from the mainland
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Raspberries are in
Raspberries are my favourite fruit. I spent a year in Germany 20-odd years ago, and the family I lived with were fruit and vegetable dealers. I remember being able to sit down and polish off an entire punnet - heaven. And when David and I visited Tasmania two years ago, I think the best meal I had (and there were plenty of good ones) was a simple cup of fresh raspberries with a dollop of cream on top at the Salamanca Market. Today I planted my first crop, two different varieties of canes bought at a local nursery. Hopefully the summer after next they will bear fruit. The orange flags are an attempt to discourage one large dog from barreling through them as she hurtles around the paddock.
Escaped Sydney in 2010 for a piece of paradise in Tasmania's Huon Valley. I'm a keen walker, remote worker, incompetent gardener, Bernese Mountain Dog owner, fan of almost anything German (food, language, cars, beer), amateur linguist, chook fancier, childfree.