
11/06/2025
I'm working my way through the winter rose pruning, but this one keeps getting a reprieve. I believe it's a Pinkie climber and it's decided to put on one more flush to distract from all the bedraggled black-spotted leaves.
All of the rain we missed in Autumn has arrived in one long weekend. The ducks are delighted, and I've finally planted out all the seedlings that I've been babying on the front verandah. There's new peonies in the ground and bare root roses on the way.
Winter's earliest failure has been the cover crop of chickpeas I'd planned for a new production bed. I covered the whole thing with netting to keep out the birds, and then noticed a few days later that all the chickpeas had disappeared and been replaced by a scattering of mouse droppings. I've not spotted any actual mice, but between our chickens and the neighbour's trespassing cat, it may well have been their final meal.