Neatening up the plumbing

So the hose is getting moved up the hill, next to the big totemed tree. We’ll chop that tree eventually, but leave it high enough to serve as a kind of garden work spot. It’s trunk is wide enough for it.

The hose pipe will be removed, and the end of the reticulation attached. All the connections were made, making sure water is available both down the lower meadow path, the upper meadow path and to the new hose spot. That ugly green post is going bye bye.


The reason it elbows from the valve is because the reticulation valve is going in a nice wooden box with the water meter. We’ll use the offcuts from the book shelves for that. Anyway the reticulation pipe pokes through the box.

… and another bloody big rock goes in place. Al tells us Carl spent the whole time driving the rocks down to the bottom of the hill in his little garden cart thing. At least this one, being triangular, was a bit easier to roll up the hill.

We’ll need three steps up to the lower meadow path. The retic joins have been left exposed for the pressure test to come probably next weekend.


Up the hill, the pipe goes under the step and pokes out next to the tree. We’ll just saw the copper hose pipe off and plonk it on top of this one. Got some special joiners for that job. We’ll want a post or something there though to attach the upright to.


Building up the worm farm

The worm farm design called for fancy screens between the layers, special spacers to keep the bottom layer off the bath bottom to let the liquid drain out, etc etc. But that’s a bit silly. Really, as long as the plug hole doesn’t get blocked up, it’s all good.

So we got some fine mesh and since we had the rest of the bits we needed, got cracking.

First some rocks to stop the plug hole blocking up.


Then fill the space with drainable dirt. This stuff might not work, and we’ll have to go to road base or something, but thought we’d give it a try.


Then the fine mesh just lies on top. Just a cheap roll of aluminium flywire. We can fix a couple of the windows with the left over.


Then the worms’ home layer: old hay and sawdust. Apparently shredded newspaper is also good, but we don’t have any of that. This hay was left over from the seedling patch, which is currently in fallow mode for winter.


The shelf-making in the shed is making lots of sawdust:


In it goes.


Then the coarse mesh layer goes on top. It will delineate between the worms’ home layer and the scrap layer. We keep it down with some rocks.


That sawdust is probably a bit rich, having just been cut, so we’ll water it in and let it ripen a bit before we introduce the worms.

Hey that was our favourite stump

Some guy comes careening up the hill, realises it’s a no through road, and decides to roll back down (as they do).

We have to keep reminding ourselves that it’s the stupid people who get as far as ours without turning around. But by god their driving skills! Unbelievable!


Yay for ideas

Problem: that big pile of bark isn’t going anywhere.

Problem: having real trouble getting the fire started with just cardboard and some rather big sticks. The bark is a great intermediary, burning hot and long enough to get the sticks lit. But: the stuff is like 10m long and impossible to rip to bits. The mulcher hates it.

Solution: parrot shears! Yay!


These things chew through the bark with ease and now there’s a huge pile of kindling for fire-lighting … but still a huge pile of bark to go … sigh.

A lot of work for a piece of string

With the steps up to the meadow path done, it’s time to turn attention back to the wood shed. Of course, it’s no good having a wood shed if one is tripping over oneself getting down there on treacherous slippery slopes. So there will eventually be 19 steps leading from deck level down to the shed, the worm farm and compost heap.

Big mama rock won the day, and is staying put. That means that the level of the wood shed floor needs to come up a bit so the planks pass over mama rock’s head. Some more digging had to be effected, much measuring and calculation performed and, finally, a piece of string could be tied around a stake at the right spot: in line with the front of the house, 5.7m from the edge of the future deck, and 2.85m down from the deck level. This is the datum for all the steps.




Pretty sure the winter will be over before the wood shed is built, but that’s OK. It gives the wood all summer to dry out again!

Finishing a job

The problem with doing five jobs at once is that it’s hard to get any one of them completed. So the big effort went in this weekend to get the steps up to the meadow path built. Much carting of rocks up the hill was performed. And …


Look how big they are compared to that dump truck!


Finally, an almost unbroken path from the road at the top of the garden to the front door (In the sense that there’s no muddy ground to traverse). Having clean shoes when you get in the door is well worth it. Civilised, that is.

Little plants

The lettuces in the old garden cart are bordering on harvestable. It might not be caesar salad for 10, but they’re supporting the odd leaf for sandwiches.


Down by the roadside, the bulbs are coming along. Something is eating the little seedlings, though. I sprung a rabbit up there the other morning. The war of attrition is on.