In Which a Tree is Planted

There had finally been a number of dry days in a row. The ground in a certain spot had dried out sufficiently. No more little pond, just a partially dug hole laced with large roots. Yesterday, I went down to the hole, the plum tree's hole, and I hacked into it. After quite some time,…

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A Strawberry Patch is Born

So, this happened: I'm not entirely sure how. The Husband did dig the hole for the apple tree, which I was most grateful for, but as for the rest of it, would you believe... Woodland Fairies? The Husband believes in The Cleaning Fairy, so she's bound to have some green-fingered friends. Somehow the newest garden…

The Spring Crazies

The last few weeks have seen all sorts of things going on for us. I did some work for the elections, which was busy but fun and financially helpful. We went to Auckland one day to visit our youngest nephew, The Little Gingernut. We also walked in Cornwall Park and enjoyed watching and feeding the…