Help, the trees are being eaten by the grass! When we bought our little homestead, it came complete with a small herd of alpacas to keep the grass down in our back paddocks. I now see why. We’re a month away from getting our small flock of edible sheep and the grass has just exploded. […]
Read MoreSo there I was feeling all smug about having a real patch of actual grass that worms could tunnel underneath, that GarlicBoy could feel between his toes, that I could feel good about. And then I cut the grass a couple of times and came to the conclusion that I couldn’t ignore it any more. […]
Read MoreI was rather surprised to see what looked like an outdoor hoover when visiting the house of a friend recently. “It is a hoover” she laughed when I asked what it was “to clean debris off the grass”. You see, she’d had that dreadful fake astroturf stuff installed and as it’s fake, things like leaves […]
Read MoreMessy straggly grasses Oh how I envy those lucky souls with seas of grass to tame with a ride-on mower. Not for them the stress of wondering how best to maintain a puny couple of metres of grass marooned within a the confines of a patio and raised flowerbed surround. My patch is nowhere near […]
Read MoreHello good people of the interweb! I’m back. It’s been years since I’ve written about our garden but now that GarlicBaby is GarlicBoy (and a keen tiny gardener), it felt like a good time to get back to the keyboard. A lot has changed, not least our house (which we spent the whole of 2016 […]
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