Author Archives: Susan

Floods and sunny days, May and June

The rivulet’s brief Jekyll/Hyde switch from tame stream to roaring torrent in May that did so much damage in the Hobart CBD just failed to reach the lowest bed in the creek garden, although it did undermine the retaining wall … Continue reading

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Willows, wasps and wingless aphids

Giant willow aphids, tuberolachnus salignus to be exact, great monstrous aphids that don’t bother with leaves, they suck the juice straight out of the stems. I don’t mind them slowing the growth of the outrageously huge willows that lean over … Continue reading

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Trees, lovely trees

Trees, rarely enough of them, too few in the streets, in gardens, and in those sad yards that owners don’t care to garden. I love to see trees, shade, movement, colour, habitat, oxygen. Admittedly some trees are problematic; towering blue … Continue reading

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Its been a while

Autumn already! The tricorn seedpod of the species peonies, the telltale signs of the fleeting blooms I missed in spring, are turning themselves inside out exposing a deep silvery pink inner lining and startling shiny red and black seeds. The … Continue reading

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LA continued

These notes were intended to be completed early November — that was optimistic, my feet have barely hit the ground since I stepped off the plane! Early in the last week of my October LA sojourn we had to cool … Continue reading

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Away

Away from my own garden for a few weeks I’m satisfying my need for a regular plant fix by observing everything growing around me and passing comments that bore my non-plantaholic companions silly.  Late afternoon each day we take a … Continue reading

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Green and cream, ¬†with a dash of red

Three days ago I was sitting watching and listening to the steady trumble of the rain,  looking out at a white shroud instead of a mountain, thinking, drat, it’s midday and I have 20,000 things to do in the garden … Continue reading

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