Rain dance

This is the first year I can remember getting excited about the end of summer, and being happy to see rain in the forecast. Autumn means tree planting! We’ve had a dry few weeks but have finally been gifted a decent downpour, and – hopefully not too early – I’ve been out with the spade.

We have a nice tree lineup at the front now: ngaio, tītoki, the existing pigeonwood, and a mountain horopito. I’m just back from a West Coast trip where the horopito was a warm chromatic contrast to the evergreen bush. I usually try and plant Wellingtonian natives, but I’ve quietly forgotten the rule for this new favourite.

The bank we’ve named “Monkey’s Fernery” now has a prickly shield fern, a kiokio and a little prostrate hebe. I’ve also tucked in a northern rātā sapling amongst the bigger trees, which may not be my smartest idea if it shoots to the clouds. There are a fair few in the Orongorongo Valley that would loom large over our little house.

Just in front of our fenceline, two kaikōmako/bellbird trees and a pair of small kōwhai are now braving a relentlessly weedy spot on top of the rocky road reserve bank. Good luck to them. Let’s hope at least half of the new plantings survive their first winter.

Let it snow

The first weekend of NZ lockdown left plenty of time to annihilate the last of the path-lining agapanthus. I swapped tools from the spade to the grubber, swinging satisfyingly into the remaining clumps. The final set of roots was a the most tenacious—a multi-headed Hydra that needed dividing into two just to lift out of the ground.

After raking the root remnants, we planted two ‘Snow Flurry‘ mānuka/tea tree (leptospermum scoparium). They’re often chosen for making honey, but with a pair of trees sadly we may only sustain one bee. We chose it for its ability to thrive in dubious soil, and the clay here looked pretty intent on ruining anything I planted. Go, little mānuka, go.

We bark mulched, laid some rocks at the edge, and cleared the old drain alongside the path. It looks… good? I’m proud and a bit surprised at our efforts. Sprocket hasn’t even tried to excavate it all yet.