Kim and I have been working our hearts out, cleaning up for Sustainable House Day,
0700 Mowing the lawn with the hand mower and weeded the nature strip
0800 Podcast interview with Wendy Brown from “Surviving The Suburbs” blog (to be published soon)
0900 Breakfast, Museli and coffee
0915 Off to the stock feed store to buy some feed for the chooks
0930 Dismatled an old BBQ
1000 Dimantled an old patio umbrella
1100 Filled up a skip with non-recyclable rubbish
1200 Lunch, homemead cheese and pickles rolls
1230 Cleared the garage
1300 Swept the garage
1400 Cleaned the deck
1430 Tidied up the veggie garden
1500 Tiided up the chookhouse garden
1530 Stacked up surplus wood against rainwater tank
1600 Lit fire for pizza party!
A very busy day indeed.
If some blokes think that Fathers Day is a day of rest, I wish them luck. Unfortunately, this little black duck will still be working to get the job finished.
Oh my goodness! I’d just embrace the mess!
Why not use the excuse that every farmer and urban farmer uses: “this is a working farm, not a fashion spread – mess means we’re doing STUFF!” 😉
Works for me, anyway 🙂 That way, I can say that the weeds are intentional “mulch-to-be” and the fallen tree mess I haven’t cleared from last year is “intentional shelter for young lambs”, and the pool that needs a clean is “experimental aquaculture”.
Okay, maybe I can’t get that last one past people, but I do my best to get away with it!
Good luck on sustainable house day! You’re a legend, as always, Gav!
Cheers Leanne. I would too, but Kim loves asthetically pleasing gardens. That was one of the proviso’s of going green, that stuff just had to look nice as well. We are going to have a ball on SHD.
Love your new lambs! Congrats.
Darren (Green Change) says
I love how neat your house and yard look. Too many people tell me they like the ideas behind permaculture, organic gardening, living sustainably, etc, but that they couldn’t live with the mess.
Thanks for providing a place I can point to and say “It doesn’t have to be messy!”. I certainly can’t point to my yard :-).