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Wow! That’s some sort of weather! And I was just telling someone else that it ain’t gonna snow as the event was downgraded. And the very next morning, I woke up to a foam party.

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That’s 50mm of rainfall, snow, hail, sleet combined! We have a high of 19.8dC and a low of 0dC.

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The good news is that the mikroclima frost cloth roof for the greenhouse is very much uncompromised despite of the snowfall. I am truly grateful that I have covered the grounds and driveway with large grade pebbles. Otherwise, my shoes will get all soggy every time I step out of the house. It is so unmuddy now.

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It continued to snow sleet hail shower on Sunday. It didn’t stop me from unloading the crusher dust from the ute into the greenhouse and the giant cloche. Working in between the deluge, and mixing the crusher dust in with the compost and mulch mix. Top it up with a sprinkling of rolled oats so that the birds will come and eat and shit and get some bio going.

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And the strawberries babies are growing. Its strawberries planting time now, but I am more interested in planting more shallots.

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And the Saturday snowfall split this Tagasaste Tree Lucerne three ways! Will be cutting them back hard, and hope that they recover. Will be sowing some tree lupin seeds though, for replacement.

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A change of view, some droopy looking Tagasaste Tree Lucerne abound. I’ve ordered some interesting tomato seeds from a rare seed company based in US. Will be interesting to find out if it will arrive at all.

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I took this when it is snowing on Sunday. I am looking at Victorian bells to enhance early Spring growing, however, they cost about $13 each, and I am looking at having a couple dozens. That’s just not going to be a financially prudent decision. I’ve figured something else out instead, I’ve managed to amass a huge quantity of yogurt pottles, which will probably do the trick. All they need is some holes to be drilled on the base.

“Seek out the beauty in every imperfection”

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Pam gave us a good drink this week. The ground has started to become soggy, and the hills are starting to green up. One would caught me standing in the rain talking to a farmer. On a completely side note, the latest X Factor incident would have put a lot of reality TV judges on their edge. I would put my money on them being more politically correct from now on for a period of time. Now, how do you say “you suck” without saying that literally.

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We have 30mm of rainfall. A high of 30.4dC and a low of 6.2dC. I have stopped irrigating at the Orchard Cottage. I might keep it that way, and just irrigate the Belgian Fence every few days if needed.

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I’ve started to get some of the materials in for the giant cloche. 2.7m in length, and 1.8m wide. The bed will be 60cm in height. The whole thing will be 1.8m in height.

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When I sow four different types of beans in the same spot, and not label them. I need to devise a plan to differentiate them.

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And pumpkins too. Though next season, I plan to cross Thelma Sanders Sweet Potato with Jack be Little and Wee be Little. It will be a simple method, grow 2 of each in the same area, save seeds from every plant, and sow a seed from every plant, repeat. Cross fingers and pray something different come through. A good tasting bachelor pumpkin that I can put my name on is what I’m after.

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Can you see it?

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Its not moving.

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It’s a wee mouse that’s feeling really miserable thanks to the weather.

I had a dream the other night, a big fat cat sank its sharp teeth onto my fist-ed hand, biting it in a like a python swallowing an animal whole. No mater what I do, the cat just won’t let go. That morning, I woke up after wrestling with that cat in my dreams, I noticed 2 of my mouse traps have caught a mouse each. Did our consciousness sort of connected in the stillness of my sleeping state?

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It’s greening up. No longer irrigating. My mum has gone along and gave the Tagasaste Tree Lucerne a good hair cut. Thanks mum! Love you always!

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The Orchard Cottage this week. 12kg each of BioPhos and RokSolid arrived today and will be spread out onto the forest garden tomorrow, weather permitting.

We have always hear holy people say, “God works in mysterious ways”. Well, today, that proves too, and the un-holy me shall say it too, “God works in mysterious ways”.

I have not gone biblical, but it just happened that I almost killed myself, twice, today. It started with digging holes to plant the trees that arrived from Te Kahuri Nursery this morning, when I got a sudden urge to go out to Southern Woods Nursery to pick up the remaining of my trees, which I have decided upon a Griotella Tart Cherry instead of Oblacinska. It is an urge beyond impulse purchase, as if being pushed and pulled along  a set destiny.

Hey, I do want that tree, so I obliged. The car sounded a bit funny but I did not think too much of it. I was later on distracted, and annoyed by this Honda CRV dude who was tailing at quite a can’t-brake-safely-in-time-to-kiss-my-arse distance even when I am already travelling at the speed limit of 100kph. Anyway, coming round to the Lavender Farm corner, my car fish tailed, not once, but twice! The 4WD kicked in and got everything under control. For a moment or so, I do feel like a professional rally driver, not sweating it. That SUV behind, still tailing me at the same 0.01 second rule distant, one hand on the steering, the other one resting on the door, yes, he is that close I can see his nostrils through my rear view mirror. Nor did he give me any signal or warning that I am actually running a flat…

I discovered that I did actually have a flat tire at the back when I come into Halswell where the roads are bumpy and I can hear the sound very clearly telling me I have a flat. With the SUV still on my arse, I pulled to the side of the road, and watch him passed in ignorance, definitely not a country driver. The last flat tire I had was more than 2 years ago, amazingly, I am still quite adept at changing to the spare tires.

The thing with running a flat at the rear is that it is seldom noticeable because the steering don’t pull to the side. In my early years, I did drove home from college which is some distance away, with 2 flat tires on the back, at speeds up to 150kph, without realizing it until I arrived home. Won’t know, not with the speakers blasting away at hearts content.

Why is God involved here? Had I not been urged to go into town in the morning, the next time I got into the car would be at 5am in the morning when its still dark, and the road could be wet, or wrought with morning frost. And what of to discover I had a flat somewhere along the way, and had to do a tire change in darkness? Today, I missed my turn into Lincoln and had to take the longer route through Halswell, had that not happened, I would not have quite a safe spot to stop the car to do a tire change, nor perhaps, I would not have discovered I had a flat until its too late.

Perhaps its karma too, that I informed Brian from Te Kahuri Nursery that he forgot to bill me for the Hazelnut Ennis. My honesty and integrity then repaid with safe journey.

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Come again next week and these peas will have reached higher. And more about the forest garden at the Orchard Cottage taking shape. Hugelkultur, and weather stations. Ps, I’m not a religious man, yet I believe in something greater than mankind and their brain.

 

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