Yabbies for entree

A weekend in Minyip usually means a day of mowing for Bill.

And the marshmallows up the back in Dad's old vegie patch had reached jungle sized proportions. In fact we couldn't even walk through the gate. So Bill was kept busy.

 

I still came home with some pomegranates and a bucket full of almonds that the birds hadn't already mutilated. I even cut some branches to take cuttings of the pomegranate tree. 

Not sure whether Dad would be happy about that or not. He never used to let me take the fruit, let alone a couple of branches!

Oh and some figs, which I made into jam.

 

 

 

Sunday lunch started with yabbies. Thanks Uncle Den. We had all forgotten how delicious they taste and we loved that you even brought the special dishes and lettuce cups.

 

 

Marce needed to leave early. 

 

We gathered for the group photo which always takes a while. Everyone needs to sort out where they want to stand.....

Nana needed to inspect Ned's hair first.

Then Farmer Bill arrived.....

 

Then it was my turn but we were all over it by then. Way too hot .

 

We love that Raylene and Ned have the same gorgeous curls.

 

Jake got to show us what he'd spent his Xmas money on.

Out the front on the road...... of course.

 

 

 

 Around the garden path this week.

Vibrant purple aster.

 

Golden delicious apples looking golden.....and delicious.

 

Sedum 'Autumn Joy'.

 

 

 

 

The cracks in the rose garden paths are getting wider and the frog pond is empty now. We desperately need some rain.

 

 

Mmmm, night time visitors. At least they seem to stick to the paths.

 

 

 

These beautiful crabapples are all that's left after the birds decimated the others. I think it's the crabapple 'Gorgeous'. A perfect name.

Because the leucadendrons have been so spectacular here, I thought I'd try proteas in the Ruby garden ( the original Ruby garden plantings have all turned their toes up).  I've tried proteas at various other times but they have never done very well. Time to give them another shot. In fact I may even go back and get another one or two ( that's how confident I'm feeling this time!)

We emptied the first lot of castings from the worm farm onto the garden.

I'm not surprised it's called gold dirt.

I am loving the process of vermiculture and the simplicity of it all. 

 

The red stems of this sedum make it a bit different from Autumn Joy. I think this one is called sedum Matrona. They are both worth their weight in gold in the rose garden for their toughness under trying conditions.

Little soldiers standing very tall.

Nerines.

 

 

 

Exmouth beach long weekend for this little gang.

 

 

"This is beautiful Mum." Views from the lighthouse.

 

Thanks for the blackberry jelly Brian.

 

We'll need to clear a shelf in the pantry soon for our preserves collection!

Tonight's sunset.

 

Enjoy the long weekend everyone. 

Hope you get to do whatever makes you happy.