34/52: first plum blossom for the year

   How many trees does it take to make an orchard?

I’ve decided that we have a mini orchard on our property of almost one third of an acre, as it consists of:

* three plum trees, the first of which was transplanted from my parents’ house many years ago, with the subsequent two a result of self-seeding,


blossoms of which have just appeared,


* two blueberry plants, yet to fruit, only planted 15 months ago,


* two lemon trees of different varieties,

* one kaffir lime tree, fantastic for using the leaves in Thai cooking, with the fruit as a bonus,


* one self-sown peach tree, which last year gave me a few peaches,


… and next week you will read about the latest addition to the fruiting family.

And no, it is nothing to do with either a partridge or a pear tree.

352/366: plum pecking alert

My plums are growing beautifully. Plenty of rain interspersed with days of sunshine have aided their growth. The severe pruning I gave them earlier has helped condense their nutrients into where they are needed most, but some fertiliser is imminent.

eight green plums

However, now is the time the birds have also noticed the hint of colour change in the fruit, and have tested it out. Not quite palatable or soft enough for their liking, it is time now to consider some safety measures on my part.

bird plum pecking alert

I went down to Bunning’s and found the only netting they have for fruit trees is in white. Apparently they stopped stocking green last year. That’s unfortunate, as I prefer something that blends with nature, but maybe white scares the birds off as an added deterrent to the discomfort of the netting?

plums starting to get some colour

246/366: father’s day 2012

As we celebrate Father’s Day on the first Sunday in September in Australia, I think of my dear departed Dad. He has been gone for eleven years now, and I don’t think I will ever stop missing him. Obviously over the intervening years it has become easier to bear, as time is a great healer.

Now in my garden I look around at things that remind me of him, and I feel blessed. I treasure the daffodil bulbs he gave me, which these days you would probably call “heirloom” varieties.

Then there are the three plum trees. Originally only one was transplanted, but two more grew from that one; yay more plums!

And lastly, I love the purple rhododendron that we transplanted, usually flowering at the end of October.