A friend has been propagating kangaroo apples and investigating how they were used by First Nations people in our locations as well as what science has revealed about them. I offered to take some of them and somehow ended up with, oh… thirty! So we loaded up and went to plant.
Some went in by the railway line. Then we went to the park, where some fine birds were sighted!
By the end, the usual empty pots, and collected rubbish.