Let’s go shopping…

The rain had washed in all the compost and fertilizer, the soil was now ready for the plants. So let’s go shopping…

The nearest native plant nursery,  Nielsen’s Nursery, is approximately an hours drive away. As we walk in we are greeted by this fellow.

Not a friendly greeting. But then walking into the nursery area the selection is overwhelming.

This is only a small section of the displayed plants. I have already decided I want kangaroo paws and I spot a large display of them.Can you see that little cart? I rather like that too. But it is over $100. Jack says “I’ll make you one of those”. (I’ll wait for that to happen!!!)

Notice the paper daisies under the shaft of the cart? They are also on my “want” list and I see a large display of them too. They are such sunny, happy little plants. Tiny rays of sunshine.I had seen them at the local Bunnings nursery on the Gold Coast, they were $10 for one punnet and I want to fill all the spare spaces in the garden with them. Not paying that for annuals. So I bought a packet of seeds and they are coming along well at home.(Here they are back at home, about 2 weeks old. Just think how many $10 punnets I have now produced from one packet of seeds…)

This long-beaked Corella calls out “Hello, scratch cocky” Jack falls in love with him, but he is not for sale Jack.

I buy 2 different Kangaroo Paws, a yellow and pink, a Grevillea, Peaches and Cream, a  Prostanthera rotundifolia (roundleaf mint bush) and a Westringia (Grey Box). Now it is time for a coffee.This little water dragon was wandering around, hopefully waiting for crumbs. We saw another one on the way out and look who he is having a confrontation with…I bought the plants 10 days ago and potted them on to bigger pots and gave them time to acclimatize to my area, then yesterday I planted them.

WESTRINGIA GREY BOX, voted outstanding plant of the year 2015

Prostantheria mint bush

I have put the paper daisies along the front and will be putting more in other parts of the garden as I still have plenty left.

This morning I woke to the sound of rain on the roof. Not a gentle rain, but a torrential, full-on downpour. I thought of my poor little baby seedlings that had gone out yesterday into the big, wide, open world of the garden bed from their sheltered, protected nursery area. I worried about them being washed away.

It was raining so heavily I could hardly see the house across the street.

But when I went out to check them they were perfectly ok, in fact I think they were loving the rain. Now I’ll worry about the sun burning them, when it comes out again. The forecast is for rain all this week.