We have a lovely unnamed creek here at Jeeralang Junction (I like to call it ‘Sawyer’s Gully’ after the original selectors here) which rises high in the forest valley behind and winds through the bottom of our farm. Not long after we came here nearly thirty years ago I hacked a path through the blackberries […]
(Della): This wet autumn seems to be favouring the fungi: Over the last week our afternoon walks in the local pine forest have been magically adorned by a myriad of poisonous fly agaric, whilst giant edible field mushrooms have emerged on our farm today, the latter slated to adorn our fettuccine tonight along with some
(Della): “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness”.. Plenty still on the tree, but if I get this lot preserved in jars and the drier over the next few days, we will be very well set-up for apple this year, as these will be in addition to some bottled Gravensteins from early in the season. That
(Della): First task for today: Cooking up the green tomato pickle. Miserable weather outside keeping me out of the garden is the perfect backdrop! The finished product. Yum.
(Della): Social distancing is pretty easy where we live: Our afternoon walk.
2014: Wilderness: Just spent a couple of days with Spot in the heart of the Snowy Bluff-Mt Darling Wilderness (around 1500 metres). The ‘easy’ way in is to follow the old ‘Carey Rd’ (closed 20 years ago) 200 metres on the right before Dimmicks lookout (off the Howitt Rd above Licola). It deteriorates to (virtually)
(Della): We planted a damson tree a few decades ago. I seldom get around to saving the fruit from the birds but this year, after seeing our enormous and trusty quince tree keel over in the last storm, I decided that damson cheese might make a timely change from quince paste on the cheese platter.
I have to agree with Ratty, “There’s nothing––absolutely nothing––half so much worth doing as messing about in boats.” (‘Wind in the Willows,’ Kenneth Graham) And it was a glorious long weekend after 34 mm of rain to be doing it. We had intended to head up to Eaglevale for a splendid voyage on our favourite
Della: ‘This little sweetheart was out to welcome us home as we approached our driveway this evening. We had just encountered a goanna on our afternoon walk in the local pine plantation along with a couple of echidnas and the usual handful of wallabies and roos, and I am currently listening to one of our
The Wonnangatta-Mitchell is Victoria greatest river. It rises deep in a wonderful remote wilderness that is the heart of Gippsland and finally finishes (weeks later) at the amazing ‘Silt Jetties’ where it enters Lake King. It can be canoed (when there is sufficient water, ie approx 1.8 metres on the Waterford Gauge) from the Humffray
