THE WOODHEAP

THE WOODHEAP

I love my woodheap. Perhaps it’s because I grew up in chilly Tasmania and now live in the Blue Mountains village of Blackheath (aka BLEAKHEATH). Oh that promise of cheerfulness and warmth. It is also a perfect sun trap on our property in autumn and winter. Despite

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GOODBYE TO A GUM TREE

GOODBYE TO A GUM TREE

Sometimes a much loved tree just has to go. Our old  double trunk gum was much too close to the house. It was a definite fire-hazard, and also there were signs of white-ant activity. The tragedy was that many of our birds were fond of it too.

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