Another frost and another gorgeous day ... are we tippytoeing towards spring perhaps ? The plants think so. The pink rhododendron has been blooming since early July, but the plums have started to blossom.
The little satsuma in the orchard.
And the big wild plum on the boundary fence.
And the little garden plants that keep throwing up flowers all winter have really started pumping.
Calendula, herbal as well as pretty.
Forget Me Nots
The radish seeds are up, so next weekend I plant the next lot. I think that while keeping things alive and free of pests and diseases was always a challenge, the real knowledge for a subsistance farmer was knowing how much to plant and when to ensure enough storable food and flow of the stuff that had to be picked fresh to avoid huge gluts and empty times.
The Victory Garden movement of last century actually provided information on how many of what to plant and when to sow each set for the number of people in a household. Information that once would have meant life or death for thousands of years for people who had no shops. I don't think we understand food insecurity very well.
Another trip to Launceston today, for my entry interview for the heart study. Next job is to arrange an ECG at Scottsdale clinic to be sent down to the heart study centre.
I picked up a bag of profelac gold for mixing with Annie's milk for the calf arriving tomorrow, and gathered the kit needed for quick mixing. I will be giving him half raw milk and half powdered milk and the best way to do that is 50/50 at all feeds rather than one feed of raw and one of powder. Consistency is important to their digestion when young, after a couple of months they can cope with chopping and changing.
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