Where the wild things are



Our backyard wilderness

This blog post is not about doing something productive in the garden, instead it’s a reminder that it’s ok to take some time out to smell the roses…or in my case the gum trees.

Having just spent a few days indoors with a bad cold has highlighted my addiction to the outdoors and a need for spending at least some of each day surrounded by nature; breathing in the smells of the forest, nurturing a seedling, my hands in the soil. I’m not great at being stuck inside especially when I’m sick on a beautiful autumn day with the sun and the chatter of birds coming in through the window. I try not to make a list of all the things waiting to be done at work and at home in the garden; the seedlings that need planting, the compost waiting to be turned, the chook pen that could use a pre-winter clean out. Instead I try to enjoy the beauty through the window and accept that today is a time to rest and recover, tomorrow on the other hand…


Don’t forget to look up…sometimes the view is above you.            Photo credit: Mieke Florisson

One of the things that attracted us to the two acres we are living on is the wonderfully wild, natural habitat that still remains. Where many properties in the area were cleared long ago for farming and horses, ours had an acre and a half of bush that was relatively untouched; although overgrown at the time with invasive weeds such as blackberry, ivy and pittosporum. Where other prospective buyers saw lots of work, we saw potential. So over the last seven years we’ve worked hard clearing most of the weeds and allowing the soil’s natural seed bank of indigenous plants to revegetate cleared areas. The result is our own private native forest that we happily share with the many feathered, wild and wooly (and sometimes scaly) creatures that also call it home.

Walking along the meandering tracks we made (aided by our resident wombat) the worries of the world just disappear and your senses become more acute, drawn to little things that are easily overlooked in the busy pace of modern life. You start to see the native Hyacinth-orchid pushing it’s way up out of the ground, the little Garden Skink that scutters to the safety of the undergrowth as you approach and the small Firetail finches chasing each other through the Prickly Currant bushes in the understory.

So come for a walk with me in our forest, via this short video, along one of our many tracks…enjoy!


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