For the past several days I have been excavating some stone steps at Burnbrae garden. They had become overgrown by pineapple sage on one side and on the other side I "temporarily" dumped some mulch 6 years ago! Moving the mulch (now compost) is a big job especially as it is now riddled with tree roots. Plenty of worms there too. It has been a delightful spring. Gorgeous green, wet and warm with enough cool weather to get lots of jobs done and bid winter a gentle goodbye without having to order in another load of firewood. The garden is looking good with the Acanthus currently in flower. Summer starts this week so the hydrangeas are now beginning to make an appearance. It's been a scorcher today with a very strong hot wind blowing. On the train coming back from the city this afternoon we saw the smoke and beginnings of a bushfire which is still burning but "being controlled". I hope this is not the start of another horror season. The wind is now blowing co
One our recent holiday I was keen to visit the town of Gwabegar, partly because it seems such a strange name but more because it is at the end of the railway line that passes through our town (the line is mostly inactive). This is what I found. Gwabegar is a tiny town (population 160) that has clearly seen much better days. Nestled in the heart of the Pillaga Forest it apparently once boasted 12 timber mills, perhaps this was one of them. The mills were making sleepers for railway lines cross-crossing the country at the time. The housing is old and eclectic as is often the case in country towns. Here's a sample of what I found. There were all of the expected community things, a school (1 teacher, 12 students), police station, community hall, church (now a home), CWA (building gone), rural fire service and local park. Funny thing is I don't remember seeing any shops or pub. I guess they travel the 30-40kms to the next town for supplies.