Today is 1st March 2009, it marks a psychological point in my mind that 2009 has well and truly started. (yes for some of us, it takes a little more prompting than others).

Only last week, the haze of smoke that swept through the suburbia of Melbourne reminded all of us that, lying beneath its stunning beauty, there lies another side of Australian nature, forever untamed and relentless.

Houses burnt, dreams shuttered, but the human spirit soared.

Gripped by fears, jobs lost, factories close, leaders pledge their visions and money, countries forge their pact.

I am trying to spend more time in my garden, growing vegetables, and reconditioning the soil. The ferns are growing well under the shade of the trees in the front yard. Our neighbour helps us with some tomato seedlings. We have had several good harvest of bok-choys and the beans are looking good. I got some sea weed fertilizers putting them deep in the soil, as I listen to Ruper Murdoch’s Boyer Lecture

And I wonder the ramifications the world climate might have on my tiny garden, listening to those postulate on the implications of a climate war on countries.

Somehow the fact I managed to recycle half bucket of water from the weekend lunch for the garden made me feel that little bit better.

All is well and life goes on.

~paul