A small beginning

Still raining. I'm not complaining though. Rain is good. Just kind of dampening my plans to get things started!

Mum bought home a passionfruit vine today from a friends house. Hurrah! I said. We have our first plant for our alternative suburbia!

Hopefully tomorrow will bring enough sunshine to plant it in

the ground.

I think I will plant it in the garden near the pool fence so it can weave its way along the top and hang its yummy purple fruit within Indi's reach. She loves passionfruit. >>>>>>>>>>>>>

When we lived at Evans Head, our washing machine died and we had to go to the local laundromat. The fence at the boundary of the carpark had a huge passionfruit vine growing through it, and Indi used to love picking them and bringing them in to me to open for her while I was doing the washing.

*Sigh* if I don't get out in the garden soon, I'll just have to start writing about other things in my life.

Next post coming soon ... 'Things I do when it rains a lot' LOL!

So what is Alternative Suburbia?

Perhaps I should write a bit about my purpose for this blog. I know, I know, intro's are supposed to come at the START of something, not three posts in but I was just keen to get blogging (everyone else is doing it!)

So. Alternative Suburbia. How to describe it ..? Maybe do the best you can with what you have.
I am not a people person. I am doubly not a five-bedroom-brick veneer-double-garage-nuclear family-2.4-children kind of person! Yet that seems to be where I find myself. Well, not the nuclear family and 2.4 children bit; eight people encompassing three generations living as what I like to think of as a tribe in a house owned by my mum, plus two stepkids on the weekends and two older stepkids who have joined the armed forces and visit when they can is hardly a normal nuclear setup! What can I say? I'm drawn to big families.
We live this way for many reasons which vary according to my mood. Mostly, I tell myself, it's because we are pooling our resources, reducing our 'carbon footprint' and saving money. Sometimes I tell myself it's because we are failures at life and are too useless to get our own house. LOL! But not very often.

Anyway, i'm procrastinating. The point is, I generally hate suburbia. I hate lawns where the blades of grass all face the same way. I hate English Privet pruned into the shape of a box around the letterbox. And I hate the fact that we have 700 square metres of land and still have to go to a shop to buy fruit and vegetables.

So I'm going to change it.

I want a rich green canopy of fruit trees, and heavy vines weaving in and out of the fence. I want lawns that smell sweet when you walk on them. I want big fat hens wandering around scratching up the fertile black soil. I want to be shoving boxes of excess food on to my friends. I want grubby kids that are in tune with the natural cycles of the earth.

I want to create my Alternative Suburbia ... and I want to share it! Enjoy!

Still Raining

I was again woken by the most glorious golden sunshine this morning and proceeded to do the usual thing I do on a sunny morning; eight billion loads of washing.

Then the sun did it's usual thing; pissed off behind big rain clouds.

So again, instead of getting out the backyard, I spent most of the day finding interesting places to hang washing in the house. The laundry is like a clothing maze. Seriously you could get lost in there.

So while the yard gets boggier and soggier and my plans get pushed a few days further away, I pass the time by crocheting. Idleness is the glove into which the devil slips his hand, they say!

Some hats for my little man, gawd look at that smile. Melts my heart!

Not sure what this thing is. I started making them a few weeks ago (in the last big downpour of rain) and the kids love them. They are quick and easy anyway, and a good way to use up bits and pieces of wool.

I did manage to get out in the backyard in my gumboots and take some pics; 'Before' pics, i'll post them later. It is so easy to stand out there and visualise this jungle-like forest of edible delights. Not so easy if I try and put a shovel in the ground and turn the soil. It's very very clayey.

Nevertheless, it shall be done! It looks like we are stuck here for another two years or so, so i've got plenty of time to do it.

It's a slow start to my Alternative Suburbia!

I've had this blog sitting here for months now and haven't done much with it. Yesterday I said we would go out and get that garden tidy this afternoon. Of course, it is pouring rain today. And it is supposed to continue for the rest of the week.

This is the longest I have lived in one spot without a vegetable garden! I mean I've pulled a few pumpkins and a bit of silverbeet, but they've just grown with no input from me (my favourite type of garden!) I also noticed some potatoes popping up out there. Oh, and that weedy looking tomato plant down the back has a bit of fruit on it too ... I guess it's not all bad then.

OK, so to inspire myself to get into it, here is a list of things to do when the rain stops:

1) Turn the compost (from my uber-cool compost bin made from the council green bin ... hey, I didn't call it alternative suburbia for nothin'!)

2) Pull the grass up and plant something in that little garden down the back.

3) Build a chook pen. Ok, well at least pick a site for it and draw a rough design.

4) Dig a hole at the other end of the new pool garden ready to put something in (not sure what yet ... )

5) Extend garden near patio. And dig a hole ready for a soft green mossy tree fern (I love tree ferns!)

Now if only the weather would warm up I'd drag my sorry arse outside and do it!