Last weekend Mike and I planted some herbs (mint, coriander, basil) tomatos and strawberries in pots in our backyard. These are just the beginnings of our efforts to cultivate something edible from the property we are renting.
This lake is right beside our house (complete with mountain ducks, black swans, pelicans etc.). I have spent a lot of time walking around it, photographing the birds. It’s such a peaceful place. I’ve got my eyes out for a long neck turtle which live and breed here, and apparently are very endangered.
We have a lovely backyard. We’ve been missing the country, so we made plans and went to town planting in large self watering pots.
Unfortunately there has been a battle of epic proportions.
Mike saw it coming and prepared us for a fight. He bought “Snail bait”. As you might imaging, I was frowning.
This is nearly a smile! The following flowers were found in Kings Park which is right near the city (close to us as well!)
I took this photo when we first moved here…
I may have been frowning but I knew he was right. I’d seen my goggly eyed friends every morning and evening. On my way to work, or on a rainy day. I’d smile when I saw one of my large slimy snails slithering towards the chilli plant or up our back step. I caught myself saying hello to them more often then not!
What is more important? Fresh picked coriander or my little friends?
I didn’t think the stuff would actually work. I was wrong. They never stood a chance.
Mike and I put the baits around and the following morning we went and saw the carnage.
My poor snails were dying very s.l.. o…….w agonising deaths. In fact some took several hours to die.
I actually feel really bad about this. Of course I know there has to be some control or we’d never eat. It’s a microcosm of what agricultural farmers deal with.
PS: Zero 7 just released a new track: “Don’t Call it Love”
I’ve been listening to Bonobo’s album “The North Borders” and am thoroughly enjoying it. Check it.