Today it is all about some self-gratuitous photos of my Wisteria. I love Wisteria. How can you not? But my relationship with Wisteria is complex. They are magnificent when in flower but it is a short show and, and it is a big and, if you disturb their roots they will throw up suckers for years and years and years… Continue reading
Australians just love passionfruit. I don’t know what it is, but we do. I am guessing it has something to do with the ubiquitous pavlova smothered in passionfruit pulp of our childhood. Continue reading
I used to be young.
People say, “You are only as old as you feel.” Well, I feel old.
Maus and I have finished the winter pruning and it’s time to celebrate or, it would be, if not for the fact that all the Spring jobs loom large. We have to start mowing and weeding and rake the bottom acre before the fire season. We have to fertilise everything and spray the roses and the grapevines and prune the passionfruit and get the vegie patch ready. Oh, me! Oh, my! Continue reading
I always thought knicker creep was what happened when I had mistakenly bought a pair of knickers that wasn’t cut to accommodate my generous butt or the elastic in the legs of some old favourites had given way. Continue reading
October is the best month for roses and this is the best view of our place so I thought I would combine the two to give you a glimpse of how gorgeous they both look at the moment. Continue reading
…’Cause, I did say there would be no more Clivia posts for this year but I didn’t account for my wicked sister, Sandra. Sandra is responsible, directly or indirectly, for all the Clivias in this post. Continue reading