Carrot Pants

Spring is starting to get my gardening juices flowing. I've been preparing the vege patch with lashings of pony poo and straw from the chicken house. Hopefully I can grow more exquisite carrots such as the one I grew last year. It looks to me like a cyclist has tucked their stretchy pants into the their socks and and then inflated them with the tyre pump.

Life in the freezer

More disruption pics. All our beautiful Cabbage Trees have had their leaves bent and disfigured by the inescapable burden of snow. Our cat, Scud was excited by the thought of being a snow leopard. The chooks took one look and stayed in their house for two days. Whether it was the cold or the hottie I slipped into their coup, our chook that had not yet payed her way with a supply of eggs, has finally started to deliver us beautiful blue shelled eggs.
Thankfully all that is left now is the slowly dissolving stump of a snow person, leaking into the back lawn

Snow

An eerie orange glow accompanied a big dump of snow last week. I think it was from the street lights reflecting off the snow flakes as they plummeted mercilessly entombing the city in a cold and vulgar crust of disruption. The pics above were taken around 11.30 pm. The top one is our front garden the other is the street outside the front garden. I can never understand the joy that grips people who ski?