Vicki Younger's Blog

There's nothing quite like fresh, home grown parsnips.

Lately our chooks have been "off the lay" and we put it down to the usual reasons, shorter daylight hours, some of them going through the moulting process combined with colder weather.

Gado gado makes a fantastic and easy meal to serve at any time of year. And it's loaded with goodies - a multitude of vegetables and salad items.

Our friend Anne brought a very large apple down to us recently.

Easter was a time for cooking in my kitchen.

For the first time this year our citrus has been subjected to stink bugs.

Last night I cooked some chicken meatballs and admittedly, the chicken used in the dinner wasn't from our garden but most of the rest of the ingredients were.

Recently I came outside to find our chooks sitting around the pond, relaxing.

Despite our rock walls (or dry stone walls) being a constant work in progress, this wall which separates the vegetable garden from the citrus trees below, is nearing completion.

Plans for a gas fired power station for the Bega Valley are now in some doubt due to difficulties in bringing the pipeline down the mountain from the Monaro.

One of our chooks laid a round egg. Not perfectly round but round enough to be extraordinary.

Yesterday we introduced a rooster into our chook house.

That time of year has arrived to prune our fruit trees.

Well this is July and our limes are in full force, so I need to be inventive about ways to use them.

Bucket after bucket and basket after basket has been picked, and they still keep coming.

There are a zillion things to do with leftover pumpkin but most don't taste this good.

I had a brainwave to make some rhubarb crumble tonight with one major problem.

Our lime tree is producing so many limes right now, it's hard to know what to do with them. Fortunately, a solution is at hand.

Replacing the walls of our garden with rock walls is an ongoing project that may never be finished.

This was supposed to be an entry about our citrus. Instead it's about the horrible scale and sooty mould that covers some of our trees.

Two eggplants for the entire season is all I've managed to grow. One is the world title holder for the smallest on record.