Breathe It In

Breathe It In

      Everywhere you look in the Manning Valley these days, you’ll see the signs of the most luscious growth of many seasons – the culmination of several years of good rains without overheating. The low rolling hills west of the Pacific Highway are full of...
Today

Today

Sometimes Nature is right in your face. This morning at seven o’clock, the forest, meadows and garden were all saturated wet earth. Visually lush green growing before your very eyes. Viscerally the atmosphere heavy, thickened , where you can only breath in so...
Of Compost and Compostions

Of Compost and Compostions

Do writing and gardening have anything in common? I think they do. I’ve spent my spare moments today here at my keyboard hammering out the “About Us” page of a new website about to be launched. Then when my elevated shoulders and computer neck needed...
Good-byes

Good-byes

Have you got the habit of saying proper good-byes? My sister passed away 13 years ago. I knew when I left her at her home in Ohio as I returned to Australia that I would never see her again. Everything I had to say I had said in words and embraces over the two...
Riches

Riches

What am I doing on a Saturday night? Why I’m obviously writing a post. Does this mean I need to get a life because I’m not out socializing and/or getting some culture? I suppose this sea/tree change could be viewed as impoverished to some people. In case...
Joy

Joy

I remember being surprised hearing from a friend who ran a bush regeneration business that we shouldn’t have to do big scale native planting to help bushland recover. We just needed to get rid of the nasties – opportunistic plants, trees, weeds. We had to...