We did observe earth hour.
I liked it a whole lot, even if it was a small thing to do. It didn’t change my mind about having a bigger plan for earth hours of my own.
So I decided on some more morning saltbush planting. I headed out to a site a few blocks away where my friends and I have been revegetating under a beloved tree for some years now. You can see the understorey we have managed to build up where before it was barren and weedy and regularly poisoned by council. The earth here used to be hard and dry, but now it has softened and contains much more vegetable matter–I mulched it with the leaves falling in the nearby gutters to keep the soil growing. Mulch is one of my favourite forms of loving the soil. It’s extraordinary to think of that cycle of nutrients–it is so wonderfully effective and simple to support–but so biologically complex and amazing I am not sure magic could be any better.
Here is the aerial view of the trailer as I set out, complete with full watering can! I must say carrying that went much better than I could have hoped possible…
I weeded and pulled out dead bushes that were once the only native plants growing under this tree. They finally succumbed this summer. I collected more seed. How wonderful to have plants old enough to be fruiting so well here now.
On the way back, I had an empty watering can, dead branches, weeds and some bark for my dye pot, and I trimmed creeping boobialla that came originally from my Dad’s garden. He grew me a few by layering the plants in his front garden. It has really taken hold here and it is helping crowd out the invasive grasses that we’re weeding out all winter each year.
I cut the boobialla where it was growing out over the kerb and where it is most vulnerable to passersby, because I have a plan. Now it is cutting propagating time and not really saltbush planting time, I thought I could try seeing if I can grow more boobialla over the cooler months, when it’s my experience I can’t get saltbush to germinate. Let’s see how that goes!