To round off the eventful Garden Dig that we held on Sunday, I needed to write a little poem, to help me capture it and move on! The essence is that we had a large number of people attend, including 4 children under 5 years old (and their parents). There were only three of our…
 Words by Kit A recent conversation on my balcony brought a light-bulb moment for me. And I look forward to reflecting further on this example of re-framing. A visitor asked for a tour of my balcony garden. I never feel comfortable bringing attention to it, as it is not tidy, orderly nor beautiful. As I…
words by Daniel Parsa I told  an acquaintance of mine that I have moved houses more than anyone that I know. She said she may be holding that record. After a quick countdown, I think both of us can be in the Guinness Book of Records in our age brackets for having moved houses so many…
Words by Natalie I’ve been living in Bondi for about four years, and have walked by a vacant flower bed outside my unit block every single day. It’s always bothered me that it’s typically been a dumping ground for rubbish, and nothing much seemed to grow there. A few months ago, I set out to…
Words by Kate Transition Sydney founder, permaculture teacher and social entrepreneur Lance Lieber is backing the efforts of organic growers to save the wild gene pool and conserve our edible food crops – more specifically, making sure we heed the dire warnings of crop scientists and the Ecological Society of Australia about the loss of…
By Jacob Freeman The east coast bunya-bunya pine originated from the Bunya Mountains in Queensland. The tree was of immense cultural significance to the life and food security of the Aboriginal people of Australia, who traded the seeds along the Great Dividing Range. Bunya trees were marked with the totems of families that planted and passed them down through the generations. The…
Words by Kit QUINCE! Just saying the name of this ‘rare’ fruit gets the mouth salivating 🙂 Recently we received a huge one in our OOOOBY box – about the size of a rock melon – and were then prompted to experiment with it. Without the childhood memories of my mother baking quince overnight in…
Words by Stef To many of us living in Sydney, the hot days we had earlier this year might seem a distant memory. Wouldn’t it be nice to have some sunny warm days now? Some of us, instead, are still remembering those brave worms in our pot plants which perished in the heat on our…
