Winter gardening update

A big weekend of digging holes (husband) and then filling them in (me):

In the front garden – moved the pot-bound strappy palm thingies (we inherited them so I don’t what plant they are) to a position along the fence in a group and popped in a self-rooted succulent that is everywhere in the garden and just seems to be indestructible.

Strappy things and succulents

Strappy things and succulents

Also planted two new Grevillea Johnsonii

Grevillea ???

Grevillea Johnsonii

to accompany the previously planted Grevillea Hookeriana and Correa Pulchella (Orange Glow)

Grevillea Hookeriana

Grevillea Hookeriana

Corea

Correa Pulchella “Orange Glow”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and moved two Osmanthus Heterophyllus Purpurea to the side fence to replace a couple of other “strappy things”.

I also moved the runaway Basil Bush from the veggie patch into a pot as it was encroaching on the broccoli and silver beet, moved most of the silver beet to another bed because it was too squashed in with the broccoli, and pulled out the root of one of the ubiquitous pittosporum trees that we inherited from the previous owners, and which we are gradually removing and replacing with either productive beds or flowering shrubs to encourage the bees and the birds.

I’ve been getting treatment for a pinched nerve in my back from Charlie Kornberg at Brighton Spinal Group (cannot recommend him highly enough!) and thought it would be a good idea to do all these jobs at once. Wrong! Spent the following morning in bed when I should have been at work. I totally overdid it – which Charlie had predicted would happen because I feel so much better now I’m getting the proper treatment.

Ah, well. The garden looks good and it makes me happy to do it. And that’s all I need.

 

Compost

Our compost bin has been giving me the pip, the irits, the ever-lovin’ shits.

It’s a rodent magnet, it stinks, it doesn’t bloody make compost.

And it’s got a lean. It’s not level. Which means that you can’t turn it properly without the bloody thing threatening to topple over.

So today, I fixed it. I dug out all the un-composted crap, the hay, the stinky, slimy lumps of pumpkin and mouldy bread, and I put it into the wheelbarrow. Miraculously, I found some compost at the bottom of the bin. It even had worms! I put that into a garbage bin. Then I dug out the dirt around the bottom of the bin to make it level, and I constructed a wire barrier out of mesh and some old roof-racks that have been sitting in the garage since James crashed the car.

I popped the bin back on top and filled it up with hay, then compost, then hay, then compost. Some of it was so gross. And it stank. But I kept going until the hay and the compost was used up.

And it is good!

Hopefully this works to keep out the rodents and starts making good compost that I can use in the veggie patch.

When good apps go wrong…

My Instagram has been playing up lately. It’s been taking ages to load and then crashes if I try to switch to photo mode, or take a photo, or sometimes even when I just look at someone else’s photos!

It’s actually been quite distressing, because the first thing that you check is ‘Am I running the latest version?’ – I was.

So then you check to see what else is running. The answer – no other apps are running (I’m a bit obsessive about that actually).

So maybe it’s my phone?!!!!!!!

Stupidly, I’ve put up with this problem for about three weeks. When all I needed to do was ask Google. “But,” I hear you say, “you’re a librarian, and don’t librarians hate Google?” And the answer is, “Hells, no!” because Google had the answer to my question – Instagram crashes when taking a photo.

The solution, it turns out, is super-easy. Power off. Yes, that’s right. Power off. Because power off clears the memory.

Who knew?

So know I’m good to go again. And I’ve already taken two photos. Aaaaah. Life’s good.
Mr Fixit