Life in Tasmania's Huon Valley, by a blow-in from the mainland
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Over the Easter weekend, David installed plastic protectors on the trees in the front paddock and along the side of the shed, designed to make it harder for marauding possums to climb them. The little buggers have been climbing all the young silver birch trees at night and snapping off the top branches under their weight as they try to reach the tender new leaves at the top. I hope it stops them decimating the nice little oak tree at the back steps next spring too.
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.