
Enjoying a Watermelon.
In autumn when the sun retreats its fierceness and spreads out a golden mellow light, is the time for new plantings.
Most vegetables do very well over winter. Some have a standstill in the coldest month like July and August. All year round vegetables are growing; harvested and planted again, it is an ongoing job.
Herbs do well, mostly all of them all year round. Basil seeds itself. Lavender and Rosemary bushes are planted in the vegetable garden for use and for beauty Italian and curly Parsley and in autumn Coriander self-seeds. A big bush of Lemongrass its long sharp leaves gracefully weeping, waiting to be used in cooking and for cool drinks.

The Flame trees on the property.
I had a very hard job to prepare the garden beds for my autumn and winter plantings. The soil had become hard and compact over the hottest summer month from the rain pelting down, compacting the soil. The unrelenting heat of the sun-baked my poor garden beds so hard, it was ready to cut clay bricks from it.
After a lot of sweat and hard work the soil became crumbly again and spread with my coveted cow pads I had collected. Then came the easy, nice tasks of planting the tiny vegetable seedlings.
Lettuce, the snails liked the tender leaves just as much as we did. Cabbages and Broccoli, the beloved food of the larvae of the white butterfly. Beans were most of the time trouble-free if the weather was not to wet. Actually with everything I planted I was challenged by a myriad of insects, birds, possums everybody wanted a slice of my plantings.
I had to learn to share, which is hard when you rely on the planted vegetables and fruit. Very seldom I lost everything and then mostly because there was a bad hailstorm. Hailstorms were rampant in this flat land area.

The flower garden.
I was scanning the sky when I saw the ominous band of blue-green clouds settling like a bruise. When the cattle started lowing and collected to wander up into the bush I was sure something was up.
I have experienced one very devastating hailstorm. The vegetable garden looked at its best. The beans were ready to harvest. Tomatoes, Capsicum and eggplants were already showing off their beautiful colours lacquer red and deep purple, plump and shiny in between the foliage. Melons were filling out, everything was at its peak looking healthy and perfect. The sky was now shrouded with boiling blue-green and black clouds. Then came the hailstorm, jagged lumps of ice. Big as tennis balls were falling from the sky hitting the tin roof of the house with a noise not imaginable. It did not relent until all the trees and shrubs were stripped of leaves twigs and flowers. The vegetable garden was devastated, everything was smashed and pulped. It is quite strange the reaction one feels seeing all the devastation of ones work happening in such a short time.
Then the sun emerged, it slashed through the clouds and eerily a beautiful rainbow stretched its colours along the horizon.
9 comments:
Thank you Titania for visiting me and for your words.Your blog is very nice too.
Greats,
Cecilia
Thanks for the visit! BTW I'm following you on "Under" ... how do you keep up with all your blogs? I really enjoy tales of your part of the world. Makes me feel warm under all the snow we've had. Can't even think of putting in a garden!
Liebe Titania,
schön, was von Dir zu hören. Deine Gartenarbeit erweist sich als sehr mühsam, wie ich lese. Die Natur macht uns manchmal einen Strich durch die Rchnung. Auch wenn man selber alles richtig macht eine Laune der Natur und alles ist kaputt. An dem Regenbogen kann man aber dann wieder sehen, wie gegensetzlich die Natur doch ist.
Mit ein paar Sonnenstrahlen zaubert sie uns wieder ein Lächeln ins Gesicht.
Liebe Grüsse Melontha
Gosh that must have been devastating. I guess that is the farmers plight. I have been trying to grow vegetables over the last year with little success although at the moment we have silver beet, beans, lettuce, tomatoes and rockmelon looking better than ever before.(Except where the grasshoppers have made lace work of the silver beet leaves.) I've been meaning to ask you since I saw your harvest post. How do you know when the rockmelons are ready to pick? My neigbour says when it smells like a rockmelon or when the possums have eaten it!
I love this photo - it's great ! Thanks for your visits and comments to my blog, always nice to 'see' you :)
Lynda, Kilimanjaro, East Africa
So nice of you to visit my blog and leave such a nice comment. I am so glad I found your blog. I find it so interesting viewing the country from your perspective and learning of new ways and cultures. I will be back.
What season are you in?
My garden is finding it hard during this hot Western Australian summer, especially when I'm away. Happy plantings!
hello! I like your returning to history..good moments!! regards
Great post. Love the shot of everyone happily munching away sitting on the porch.
Darryl and Ruth : )
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