Waiting for rain


We have unfortunately not had any decent rain for two and half months. Last week it was overcast with big gray clouds and we were hoping that it would fall in our backyard, but the most we got was 3mm on Saturday. Recently we have had beautiful Spring days with the hot sun beaming down.

I’ve been wanting to plant some more seedlings into the garden beds but I’m postponing that until we do have a decent soaking. Mainly because our water tank is now dry. Matt decided to empty it, as he thought that might help clean it out. Also the garage roof has collected lots of dirt from the nearby vacant block of land.

Fortunately most of the plantings in our garden are based around tropical or native plants, which survive through periods of hot and dry weather. Even the native grasses are starting to look a bit weary, and the grass is starting to brown in parts.

Only a handful of the bulbs that I planted have come up.

Passing rain


The ants have started trekking through our house and the letterbox.

A small shower of rain passed through yesterday. One of only two rainfalls in the last two months. Mind the gap between the soil and the pots. The red dust storms with their iron rich topsoil from down south have kept us out of the garden. At least that’s our excuse, the weather has been very erratic lately.

I’m trying to appreciate the bindi patches and yellow dandelions. Thankfully it’s nearly the end of swooping season.

But sometimes you just need to get back out there. Yesterday between light showers and predicting the optimum wet clothes hanging on the washing line time, we did a few odd chores. We topped up another bed and pulled off all the old canes of the passionfruit vines.

Our grass is beyond yellow and now mostly dust sticks. Our legs grew itchy as we sorted out our baby cherry tomatoes into bags of unripe greens and healthy reds for chutney making.

Matt dug up the remaining potatoes and proudly filled another shoe box.

Only the parsley and silverbeet are thriving.

Grey clouds

The grey clouds this week reminded me of England. We had a good break from watering the garden. Southeast Queensland’s dams are now three-quarters full for the first time in seven years.

However, all of our eggplants split. The seedlings I prepared a little while ago are mostly all at the two leaf stage. Our native Finger Lime is flowering, and our dwarf avocado is budding. The beans are back!

We had our very first baby cabbage last night. A caterpillar had attacked the green outer leaves, so Matt decided it was time to ‘rescue’ it. It had a milder flavour to the usual ones.

We were busy doing non-gardening things this weekend.

Rain rivulets

Well, what can I say about the rain? Brisbane had a third of its annual rain fall in just 24 hours. We received 190mm in one day. It was heavy, windy rain – much worse then I’ve ever experienced in my lifetime, including our time in the UK. Thankfully our garden wasn’t hit too badly. There were water puddles around the vegetable beds. Some of the mulch around the natives had journeyed down the hill in the newly formed rivulets. One tree is showing off its roots, so we’ll have to salvage it soon. Needless to say, our tank is full again.

Either our garlic or tree onions are up. I’m suspecting the tree onions, as the garlic looked pretty mushy before I gave up on them. The beetroots are doing well and need thinning. One row of carrots have not shown up yet and the second row is spotted with the first lot of potatoes that we had planted (and had long given up hope on!). There’s one or two feathery carrots tops, but I have a feeling something might be eating them.

Green Change has an excellent illustrated post on hand pollinating zucchinis. This could have been the reason we only got one zucchini a few months ago. If only I had known! The bees love the clover in our grass, but as Matt loves mowing I guess we need a few more constant sources of bee nectar.