I so miss my old house. I grew up in it (15 years) and had to move two years ago, when mum and dad sold it. I went from a great big 4 sided kitchen (3 sides were benches with the stovetop, sink and a breakfast bar in each one respectively, the other side was what you walked along to enter and leave and had the fridges, pantry and cupboards) with walk-in pantry and cealing to floor cupboards, to my current one bench kitchen, with reach-in pantry, very little cupboard space, sink and cooktop taking up most of it, and a dinky fridge. I also went from 2 and a half acres of wonderful bush, meadow and garden to 2 postage stamps front and back. The front garden is my sister's "Grow something pretty to impress my friends with my Ikea house, that I can't kill through total neglect" garden, and I'm "allowed" the back one, which I have to share with a HUGE Hybiscus I'm not allowed to prune, and the clothesline.
..Ahem. Sorry for the whining. I recently started planting vegetables, a heirloom carrot mix, choggia beetroot, romanesco broccoli, french breakfast radishes, and chocolate capsicum. The beetroot, broccoli and radishes have sprouted, and isolated carrots.
I also re-potted some herbs (Mint, Basil and Chives), but the Basil is very long-stalked, and I don't have anywhere great to put them... The sun is intense when it falls directly on them, but it doesn't do that for very long. And the block slopes, and generally it's all not good.
I'll post some snaps later on, when it's not 9:53PM and thus it's well lit.
