Quite a few years back when Wollemi pines were first sold commercially, I bought one for my Dad for Christmas. He loves Australian native plants and history so it seemed a good combination of the two. Here's what it looked like when I visited earlier this month. Beautiful, isn't it?
On Sunday we spotted Huon pines (Lagarostrobus franklinii) for sale at the Franklin Market. We've had several visitors ask us where they can see one, so now they can see one (albeit a tiny one) in the corner of our yard. Hope it thrives like my Dad's tree has.
The signs start to appear along the Huon Highway, announcing fresh raspberries, cherries, strawberries, tayberries, peaches, nectarines. This time of the year is truly food heaven. Fresh, seasonal, delicious. Today I tried Sylvanberries for the first time, bought from Cane's orchard in Franklin. Very tasty.
"Our" welcome swallows eventually came back! After last year's unsuccessful breeding season, I wondered if we'd see them again. I love having them around. They are such pretty little birds, always swooping and chirping happily. They built a nest under the balcony, flying in day after day with mud and grass, and are now flying back and forth with food for the hatchlings. The photo below is a bit blurred, but you can clearly see the three mouths gaping.
Our second attempt at incubating some of our hens' eggs was a lot more successful than the first ... NINE of these little Barnevelder chicks hatched over the last 24 hours and are now busily cheeping away under the heat lamp in a box in the bathroom downstairs. Seriously cute, huh?
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.