If my backyard were a movie, it would be healthy, abundant and pest free.
The reality is somewhat different, unfortunately.
Scene 1: Capsicums rotting on the vine.
I have diagnosed fruit fly, and Josh Burns has advised me (through his latest book ‘Small Space Organics’) that nothing can be done other than to remove them all and feed them to the chooks, lest the larvae burrow into the soil ready to hatch next season. I may be able to set a trap and save any future fruit.
Scene 2: The chooks who look like nobody loves them.
I don’t know what is going on with these girls, but they look TERRIBLE. I’m mortified every time somebody sees them.
Are they moulting? Are they bored/sick/stressed/mite infested?
They are all laying every single day without fail, so probably not sick. We can’t see any evidence of mites on them, or the coop, but have treated them anyway.
Chook whisperer needed here.
Scene 3: The husband who won’t follow the rules.
I have devised a crop rotation plan to try and keep the soil healthy, and cut down on pests.
Dave has already come to me saying, “I know this bed is for ABC, but is it OK if I plant some XYZ in it now???….”.
I feel the crop rotation plan is doomed to failure.