Ahh, that fuzzy line between winter and spring.
Winter means rain and cold winds....but prolific, well watered veggies out back. I like pottering in the potager patches.
Spring means the ladies are laying. Especially that Brownie, as she has been named by the smalls. We open the coup each morning to see 4 eggs. Beautifully and silently appearing from a perfectly rounded pea straw nests.
Food miles. What's it all about? I like the 100 mile limit where you only eat food grown from within 100 miles of your home. We live out in the foothills of the Dandenong Ranges so will mostly be eating potatoes, strawberries and apples....and eggs...
What's growing in your garden?
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weeds :-(
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