|Cloud streaming from top of Mount Welllington - taken from the Huon Highway|
|Smokey sunset over Grove|
|Wild sky over Grove|
|First frosty morning|
|Luke kitted out for soap-making!|
|Soap just poured into moulds|
|Handwash prepared for the sale - I got the little botttles cheaply off eBay|
|Our last two WWOOFs for this season, making handwash|
|Sauce 'sterilising' in boiling water - best I could do! I did sterilise|
the bottles first
|Trying to save a sick guinea-fowl keet|
|Giant egg laid by our champion egg-layer|
|Our new ducks are getting much bigger now|
|Rocky with a bit of bush caught between his horns!|
|Rocky upsetting the goats|
|Blaize collecting nesting material|
|Blaize and blaze - and Luke|
|Big hay shed|
|Hay shed showing cattle yard alongside|
|Start of new fence|
|Big but rickety shed on other side of the road on our new land|
|Newly painted lounge windows|
|Newly painted sliding door|
|Before we started digging|
|Huge caterpillar we unearthed|
As well as tending the self-set tomatoes on the veggie-patch-to-be, they have also been watering some self-set potatoes. A few months’ back I collected some potato chips to cook for the pigs. They weren’t wonderful when I bought them and the pigs would barely eat them when cooked. In the hot weather most of the bags turned to mush and I tipped them out onto the veggie patch. Remarkably, some of these sprouted and took root. Unfortunately the wallabies have taken a liking to the plants and completely ravaged them. I always thought potato plants and particularly the little green berries that grow on top, were poisonous, but I must have been wrong (wasn’t it something similar that killed the mad guy from ‘Into the Wild’?)! It’s possible we have some wallabies with very sore tummies.
Rosie had a sore tummy on Easter Sunday. I’d killed three birds and they lay out on the slope behind the garage to drain. When Luke’s little mate arrived to go on an Easter egg hunt with him they were both intrigued to see the dead birds lying there and poked them and chortled. Rosie then disgraced herself by pinching a rooster head and promptly swallowing it. The previous day she’d be in tremendous trouble after pinching a bunch of sausages from the pot in which I was about to cook bird food and later on the Sunday she filched something from the bucket into which I was gutting the birds! I was furious at her. She really is the most awful thief. Anyone would think she wasn’t fed. She also disgraced herself around the same time by peeing on the mat in the laundry (again).
|Me on the garage roof|
It hasn’t all been work (just mostly). Before our last WWOOFs left, they took Luke on a bike ride via the back roads to Huonville, from where Bronte collected them with the ute. We voted – what a waste of time that was! We’ve now got a hard-line so-called ‘Liberal’ government in both Tassie and federally. The former’s first priority seems to be to tear up the Forestry Agreement that was so painstakingly negotiated between the forestry industry and environmentalists over a couple of years, and was eventually enshrined in law. Our West Wellington area is in the first tranche to be protected and currently has conservation reserve status. The state government has now said that it will repeal the legislation but will pledge not to log in these protected forests for six years. Hence they will change their status to ‘future potential production’ land. Our little West Wellington Protection Group met at our house the other week to discuss possible initiatives.
There have been lots of Forestry Tasmania burn-offs recently, the smoke often stretching from one horizon to the other. The photos are both beautiful and apocalyptic.