Ponga paths
The next stage in the evolution of my wee garden.
The next stage in the evolution of my wee garden.
The pest-control is getting an upgrade around here.
We’re out sweating on the paddocks, clearing off the grass and gorse.
Mushrooms are popping up all over our paddock, and we are enjoying the hunt!
This Father’s Day, I’m looking at the values I gained as my father’s daughter.
An accidental observation leads me down a rabbithole.
You’d think with so much native bush (and with more trees planted each year), we might put in a few bee hives at The Outpost. But we won’t be. Here’s why.
The storms last weekend brought down a couple of nīkau palms near our fence line. How did we sort this one out?
A guide to, and explanation of, the names we have given to places around our property.
I know we all joke we’re two-degrees of separation from anyone else in New Zealand. But Richard and I have closer links to the land we live on than we could have imagined.
I got a new toy for my birthday and it’s absolutely revolutionised the pest and weed management of our native bush.
This week we cut down a bunch of gorse and cleared out a nice spot for a picnic in the bush.
How do you learn to see the trees for the forest? You look closer. And then you look closer again. And again.
Musings on what value we place on our native forest remnants.
In order to plant native trees, we need to source native trees. I went tree-hunting this week.