Busy week with gale force winds, no rain with rising temps. Power outages as trees pulled the lines down.
My solar lanterns served me well and I read a book at night- FOR BREAD ALONE – by Mohamed Choukri. Excellent read, autobiography of a illiterate 15 year old street urchin in Tangiers. 1952 when the French were supposed to leave after 40 years occupation.
The power returned after mid night.
Gravity water line has no more water in its source spot so attempted to extend the line by 50 metres uphill. Now a trickle to hand water the gardens. Broad beans developing but need water to plump out. Chards, kales, lettuces and broccoli doing well. All seeded from here.
The borage was chewed to the ground by the wallaby invasion of the kitchen garden. Chili in a watering can deterred any more chew offs. Now rebounded with little water from me.
Dinner time ………..with marinated tofu.
Who pays who?
Like the street scenes too. Great song.
