This morning, when I went to drive Meg to the station so she could go to school, this is the sight that greeted us:
Now, I imagine if you live in an area where snow is common, this would seem tame, but in Melbourne (8km from the CBD) this has become unusual over the past couple of years. The drought has meant that there hasn’t been much water around, and it simply hasn’t been getting cold enough to completely ice the car more than once or twice a year.
I love Winter, and I’ve missed it – the milder weather is barely cold enough to make your ears pink, let alone make your nose run!
When I got back from the station, the furniture in the back yard was steaming as the sun rose high enough over the houses to start to warm it.
Speaking of the back yard, we’ve decided to do away with the last of the grass, and put more fruit trees and vegies in, with just a path leading to the clothes line and main vegetable patch. As you can see, this small patch of grass gets quite unruly during the wetter months…
And, when the rest of the garden looks like this:
a ratty, overgrown field waiting to be mown, can be an embarrassment.
So, one new apricot tree; the black fig tree I got as a baby last year, and the lime tree that currently lives in a pot, will go in, and the weeds will be a thing of the past. I’ve started saving newspapers, and next week hope to get a load of mulch that I can use to prepare a permaculture-style garden. Then I’d better get on with some weeding, or we will never be able to plant the vegie patch again.