I learned to ride a bike on the lawn. Not a rough-as-guts Aussie lawn, but the softer, feathery kind from my UK childhood. The lawn cushioned the blows when I grew too old for training wheels but not old enough for the open road. Read more
Dear Geeky, I’ve just started a relationship with a keen gardener whose green fingers are playing sweet music with my body and mind.
But I’ve been talking up my gardening skills just a little. I told him I grew my own vegies when I tried once and they shrivelled due to neglect. Then there’s the time I let slip I collected heirloom seeds.
Now, I’m in a pickle. My lover’s coming over to hang out in my garden. What shall I do? Read more
I’m disturbed to find that fruit and vegies* are alive when I eat them. Not jumping up and down. But biochemically active – sensing their environment and making compounds in response.
Until now I thought that life stopped the moment I yanked a carrot out of the ground. Dead, final, kaput.
Not any more. Read more
Dear Geeky, Before I tried gardening, I used to love shopping with my friends. Credit cards at the ready, we loved nothing better than hunting down bargains at the mall.
Now, that world is behind me. But old habits are hard to break and I’m spending my dollars down at the local garden centre. Read more