The weather is sweltering at the moment, unusual in our area as we would normally never go over thirty degrees. We are getting the big storms rolling back and forth across the tablelands, dumping a lot of rain as the lightning scares the bejabbers out of the dogs. The rain is good for the fields and with the heat allows the grass to really get a move on. This is important as we use the grass to help control weed growth. In winter we scythed the weeds in the top paddock in time for the summer growth of grass. This allows the pasture to outgrow the new weeds and we get a nice clean field without using any poisons.
|Some nice clean pasture in the top paddock. Mount Bartle Frere in the background.|
|The child bride, last wet season. Note the Drizabone and hat, essential wear during the wet.|
It is like this for three months of the year.
The wet season is for us what the winter snow must be for those in cold climates. Pretty much all outdoor activities stop for the duration. The veggie garden comes to a sudden halt. The rain will literally beat to death anything it does not drown. Only a few tropical varieties such as the gingers and arrowroot can survive this treatment. I will, God willing, one year construct or purchase an industrial sized greenhouse and finally be able to grow most things year round. It will also do the garden soil good as it will sharply reduce the rate of leaching due to too much water.
|Yes dear reader, there I am in last years garden.|