Barbie who sadly left us last November.
For those who have expressed concern over lack of posts fear not we have just been a bit busy clearing the decks and planning for the year in the garden.
After so many years garden rituals are renewed. Rex has been busy rehabilitating all the berries but the Japanese strawberries still need to be moved to new ground. I never thought we would see the dams full again but this year could be the one. The olives are looking splendid but reluctantly I have to tell you about the Great Olive Disaster of 2010. Yes we have no olive oil of our own this year.
We spent 3 glorious days with mates in late April picking a bumper crop of over 500Kg of olives.
The olive harvest brings boozy lunches with great conversations catching up with friends while picking over the trees. The harvest signals the end of our year- bags are packed for Istanbul. The olive press is booked for the following morning--- all looking good. With the Kitchen and house cleaned I secured the tarp proudly over the crop and whizzed down to Melbourne to tie up a few loose ends and pick up the house sitter before flying out. When Diane got up in the morning to take the load to the press she was shocked to find the ute gone...stolen overnight. The cops are called and they tell us that another property about 2 Km down the road had also been broken into that night and another stolen car abandoned there, bogged by the side of the road. Now this car had been stolen in Geelong but the not so clever thieves had purchased petrol at Waurn Ponds and conveniently left the receipt in the abandoned vehicle. The police confidently assured us that they had their photo and prints and that they were onto it.....
With a rather bitter taste we take off. No news for 3 weeks when a friend emails me that there had been a small article in the Geelong Advertiser with a wanted photo of our perpetrator and the details of the ute. Four hours later another email arrives to say that the ute has been found in Ocean Grove with some rather mouldy olives in the back....
I think Mr. Plod could have notified the papers a bit sooner especially as they had the photo and details the next day. The car seems to have been there since that auspicious night.
The new growth on the olives reminds me that a year can wizz by and before you know it we will have new oil.
Shit happens!! There I’ve got if off my chest.
Joanna Zens portrait of Wanda from her groovy new phone.