The rain came pouring down as I topped the mullock heap. Drenched, I must admit to descending gloomily to Footrot Flats, a soggy site south of the dam, where I thought our planting had totally failed. Not so – after record spring and summer rains and the warmth that comes with climate change, the hybrid eucs and Turkey oaks were rising from the dead. Many were becoming entangled in their plastic sleeves, so I removed the worst cases. Will now have to check whether or not they're more vulnerable to bouncing roos and ravaging wallabies.
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10/5/2020 11:33:50 am
Plastic guards are there for a reason. Well, I understand that there is something that you wish to do, so go ahead. I have never done anything like that, so I have no idea how to do it. I would love to know about it, though. I want to be able to do it if there comes a time when I need to do it. I wish to be able to perform all sorts of things, that is for sure.
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AuthorGib Wettenhall is interested in how we carry out large scale landscape restoration that involves the people who live in those landscapes. That, he believes, would build truly resilient landscapes. Categories
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