Mid-winter raspberries from the garden. What a lovely surprise!
Another teacher at work has a son who used 6 bales of hay for a photo shoot. He then kindly dumped them at his mother’s because he thought she might like them for the garden.
She’s giving them to me, one by one, for the chooks. At the end of the day we go down to the carpark, like a drug deal only with straw, and make the transaction.
Look at what I’ve got in the garden!! It’s huge!!!
Well, not really. It’s a 4,500l tank, which is the largest that we could fit down our narrow driveway. If we went any bigger we’d be hiring a crane to lift it over the house and I’m not that keen on my garden.
It’s going to nestle tastefully under the fig tree in the unused space by the back fence. On Saturday my heroic friend Mick came over and started the digging. The water will be harvested from the garage roof which is on the other side of the yard, so trenches, pipes, gravity feed and pumps are involved. It’s all very technical but he’s assured me that he knows what he’s doing. So what with the solar panels, the water tank and the raised garden beds, this is turning into the Year of the Projects.
I’d better get a move on with this one. We assembled two of these in the holidays and they’re still empty.