



Jane Davenport is on a mission to create one million Frogologists, and she just might do it.I offered myself up to help her out at the Melbourne Flower and garden show, hoping some of her irrepressable, generative spirit would rub off onto me. She is all those things, plus sparklingly funny, and a graceful, raunchy user and abuser of the English language. "Discombobulating".
Photo by Jane DavenportMy house guest Mai Shimizu came along too - the dream she is chasing is to be a photogapher of fashion and flowers, just as Jane has done. Together things went 'click'. Of course: Mai too has big dreams, endurance, ability to find and savor small pleasures and treasures , and all the typical japanese virtures. Jane knows a good thing when she sees it, and took my Mai off to the Sydney garden festival, and Mai was beaming, brimming with happiness. There is nothing lovelier to see than someone you like feeling they are getting closer to their dream. Not ladybirds, not anything. Go Mai!
Blossom photos by Mai Shimizu


Its said that by May , drought-unaware Melbounians will be forbidden from watering their gardens. Of course its not true - we'll be forbidden from watering with Tap Water. Of course we can water with what we catch and store ourselves. Of course we can use our grey water. Except we aren't good designers yet, and don't have anyone to show us HOW. 

It lets you heat yourself, not the air around you. You use five minutes microwave energy, instead of a whole night of heater energy. You don't get sleepy breathing in all that warm air.
I take a warm wheatbag and breakfast up to my balcony every morning through the winter. I took my Japanese textbook up there too, and stayed there studying for as long as it was cozy. Cocooned in another world. Wheatbags mean your investment in a balcony garden is one you can enjoy all year round. They are proof that you can reduce your energy usage not just by 10 percent, but by 10 times, if you get creative. Without sacrificing anything of value. Good Permaculture.
