Happy with this morning's bounty.
I dug up some spuds from under one plant - there are about 10 more plants still in.
Here they are and I can tell you fresh picked potatoes are so far removed from their sad, supermarket cousins, it's TRAGIC. They are so naturally buttery it really is astounding.
Mesmerised by the family of kookaburras that have taken up residence at our place. Every morning and afternoon they wind up to their full-throated chuckling. I feel so privileged to have them around and they really do "sit in the old gum tree!"
Now I'd like a bit of rain, thanks
What about you?