My Garden ~ a Kiwi's take on life

Life is a lot like a garden

My Garden ~ trees are planted


The trees bought at the garden centre sale on Saturday are now planted.

Pohutukawa Pohutukawa – planted group of three trees as a living connection gift. Crimson flowers at christmas-time. Bees enjoy the nectar. Fast growth rate.

 Pukatea Pukatea – planted two trees in the swamp. Evergreen foliage. Slow growth rate.

Puriri Puriri – planted two trees for posterity. Evergreen, pink flowers most of the year. Berries are a food source for the birds.  Medium growth rate.

Kahikatea Kahikatea – planted a row four trees for posterity. Evergreen and berries are a food source for the birds.  Slow growth rate.

On another note, I’m really enjoying the sight of the other trees – especially those gracing our driveway in their colourful autumn foliage.

Author: Jenny

My garden is where I lose myself, or as Himself likes to tell others, I lose either my coffee mug or wine glass. Well at least I put them on a gatepost so they are easily found. As I see it, we are here on this place to respect and to preserve nature, not to develop the land. I love how the totara trees stand in silent witness to our human activity. They keep me honest. I love to wander along the stream bank. I like being able to grow fruit and vegetables. I enjoy green open space. My son challenged me to write a blog using my garden diaries to start. Writing a blog is quite different to my diary scribblings. It is for a different audience. In every post, I have to make a conscious effort to get free of an academic style of writing. I write about things I know and do in my everyday life. I am not a photographer but the images I use are taken by me. I believe this adds veracity to my voice in each post. Learning to setup and to manage a blog has been a major effort and remains a work in progress. Who knows where this will lead. Himself and I thought we had retired, about to define this older phase of our life together. But family commitments continue. As it happens, I share this place with Himself, son and grandsons and living creatures who live charmed existences. I watch on as they serve as actors weaving their ways across the stage of daily life. Shakespeare wrote in As You Like It: All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; Always, there's something to write about life lived as I know it.

5 thoughts on “My Garden ~ trees are planted

  1. I hope fall brings with it a spectacular show of color! It is a gift from the divine isn’t it, that when after they you thought the trees and flowers had done just about everything they could to inspire awe and wonder, they go one more step beyond and just blow your mind with the incredible colors!


    A thanks for planting the trees! Have you officially signed up for the Billion Tree campaign?

    You can set up a profile and add the trees you planted and it will add to the total (now around 9 million).

  2. Nice to read your comments, in21. I’ve just been outside walking around my trees. Yes – I signed up for the campaign and have added the trees I planted. I’ve decided to plant even more. I do love the gifts and appreciate the utility of native trees. They are an essential layer (as in a forest) – a protective cloak that stabilises and returns mulch to the soil. Cheers, Jenny.

  3. Jenny, thanks for the pictures. None of these varieties are familiar to me. I was expecially taken by the puriri. Does it really flower most of the year? Our poor trees here for the most part have to be content with a rush of passion in the spring.


  4. I love your pictures!

  5. thanks for the comment. I hope what you have created blooms.

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