This is a saturday post that connects to projects in the garden. It also connects to a joy in making, watering, seeing plants grow and engaging with sustainability (albeit in a desultory fashion – but thats okay). We have been composting food scraps for two years and today it was the day to remove the compost bin enclosure and reveal the compost. Of the three bins, the top of one was still fresh, another had a few plants growing (a pumpkin and some money-plants). The base was rife with earthworms. When you see earthworms in compost you feel thats healthy compost. If you like to see images of compost there are some good ones below. This post bean its life as a desire to share images of compost with my project collaborators from the past (O P Singh and Ashish Jain). Then an acknowledgement of the fact that I am still carrying on some form of the recycling work. At a small scale, alone. Which matters too. Below is the image of the compost – covered with older compost. The dark wet part contains many earth worms which have swiftly burrowed in (you would think they are slow – but you should have seen these chaps – they have been honoured with the title of this blog post). The kadahi is for scaling. Is that all the compost you got from a years worth of discarded food scraps?
The plants that came out of the compost. Now in another veggie box.
I also took images of the summer bounty in our backyard. These tomatoes (from a plant that Chris Ryan gave us) are delicious. Importantly the plan seems to be doing well even without a huge amount of water.
The mint plant was plucked, a few years ago, from a pavement where it grew happily. It has grown into a bush. In summer it looks like this – a bit flowery and a bit spotty. In winter the mint puts out big leaves and looks more robust. It behaves like a weed and has captured a tract of the backyard for itself.
The lawn before the mower arrives can throw up these yellow beauties. Also a weed, but these will go into a tiny vase in the house.
The Bamboo chimes took some getting used to. Melbourne can throw up some mighty storms and it took some time to work out an ideal location for these noisy fellows. Under the pergola they are sheltered from the worst of the wind and can keep putting out their gruff grunts every so often.
The figs are almost ready. I have to gear up to make jam again next week. I am thinking tuesday night may be a good time to do this. The parrots live on this tree and feast very randomly on the fruits. So many fruits pecked and only a few fully eaten. I imagine there is a possibility there will be two harvests of figs this year.