Christmas greetings

This is a year of many firsts, including this e-letter which comes with warm greetings, wishing you a wonderful festive season, full of good friends and heartfelt times and more best wishes for a great year in 2009.

Our year began with the shearers quarters upgrade and including putting in a road and sewerage system. Planning for the future included a second water tank to gather water from the barn roof. Supervising from a distance proved one of the greatest challenges of my life as I discovered trades people promise the earth but deliver in their own time - eventually. However I survived with my hair intact, the completed cottage is gorgeous and we have hopes that paying guests will help us cover the costs of running the farm. Most of the year ‘the farm’ has been running us ragged, however we are now proud owners of a tractor and a sprayer which can apply nutrients into the olive trees, deal to the dreaded peacock spot which has been plaguing the olives, and keep botrytis at bay with the grapes. Our vines are beginning to look like regular vines, and we raced in August to put in a frost system and a second pump for the well. David and his team at work, created magic and when the temperature drops to 2 degrees the water sprayers go on. All the leaves and buds are covered with a fine mist which then freezes over. The water turns off when the temperature is back up to 10 degrees again, and the ice is rinsed off, leaving the buds intact and not burned by the frost. Experimenting before we put this system in had me up one morning at 2am reading outside temperatures at ground level and 10metres up. Yes, devotion - or madness?

We are home gardeners now and self sufficient in lettuces, strawberries, onions, beans, tomatoes, herbs, rhubarb, roses and lavender. Masterton District Council has us recycling so we keep bottles, paper, plastic and inorganic stuff in separate bins and head off to the recycling centre once a month. We both overdosed on mowing this year, with the incessant rain, we could almost see the grass growing, and the trees and vines slowly disappearing. Now its summer, everything has slowed down again, and we are about to as well, at last. We are almost organic, and are rewarded by tons of ladybirds this year. We failed organic under the vines and just had to spray as we couldn’t keep up with the fast growing grass.

Our box hedges are flourishing, including, at last, the ones in the apartment garden. Dianne Hall helped us to re-pot them midyear and they are now a luscious green and growing profusely. This year I made a garden scene, inspired by Paul Bangay, outside our bedroom doors.

I have loved my work this year and found deep satisfaction as executive coach to a number of private and public sector leaders. Next year I plan to expand this work, and I am publishing a small book on moving from silos to collaboration in organisations. David has had his share of dramas and at last the baby identification system designed for Wellington Hospital is being installed on time. Phew. David’s business goes from strength to strength and he has a wonderful team of creative and productive people.

Our life has been governed by a series of lists: here’s one from August 22^nd: Plant the courtyard garden around the Shearers Quarters, put in the frost system, buy the sprayer off trademe, begin the spray regime for the olives, get the gas fire working in the Shearers quarters! (All have been ticked off). Summer list is: swim in the river, drink lots of wine, laugh a great deal, have time with friends!!

Greatest thrills this year has been the growing of a white Romance rose hedge from cuttings rose guru Anne Erwin taught me to do, eating plump strawberries covered by a netting cage Mum made last year, pouring leccino oil over everything from Paul’s olives that Jane and I picked and had pressed mid year, and of course the fab shearers quarters. One of the biggest challenges has been to reconcile our city life with our country life: moving between bright lights, cafes and consultations, to warm winds, shining stars and rustling trees, from meetings to mowing, not an easy transition at times.

David’s daughter Pirimia has been living with us since August as she makes her transition from Auckland to Wellington and from portfolio work to being employed in the public sector. Peter joined us for three months too when he was in Wellington making the docu-drama ‘Until proven innocent’, the David Doherty story, which is compelling. We saw it the other night and fully recommend you see it. It will be shown on TVNZ. So we have had many family dinners and good times.

In between all of this, David and I went to a couple of painting workshops with neighbour and artist Jane Sinclair and we are both thrilled with the results. The experience is frustrating for most of the day and yet in the last hour something wonderful emerges on the canvas along with great feelings of accomplishment.

Frost and cold and wet and hail

We have discovered we are in a frost valley. And...the frost system we slaved to put in works!!! Woken by the vintners instinct, David had already gone out to see what was happening at 5am. The spray system was working. All the leaves and buds were covered in ice and water dripping off them. It is meant to be like that! At 5.30am Dennis (neighbour and irrigation guru) rang to let us know to leave the system on until all the ice had melted off and not leave the melting process to the sun, as this can damage the fruit and leaves. So David heads out again, this time with the camera! David has set the system up so the water flippers come on when the temperature is 2 degrees, and goes off when it is back up at 4 degrees. However we are learning it is not so much the temperature, more to know when all the ice has been washed off. We are keeping an eye on this today to see how that works. We had a few clues that it may be a frosty night. Hail had poured down for several minutes during the day. I rushed out and put a foil blanket on the citrus trees in the courtyard, hoping to save them. It worked! We are learning more on the perilous life of being horticulturalists!

The earth moved

Labour weekend and it is two years since we bought the farm! And we have done a lot since then, I know as I can feel quite a bit of it in my bones! George and Marianne were with us for the weekend, and bought our dinner with them on the first night. They had dived for these. How amazing it is living in New Zealand. We began with squid, light fried in butter with chilli, corriander, spring onion and fish sauce (from Cuisine), then the beautiful crayfish were served with boiled potatoes, mint and butter and rocket with avocado and our oil of course, simply divine. Next day we headed into Greytown for breakfast, and Marianne and I bought the table for the bathroom in the shearers quarters, it was good to have a look around. Greytown is fantastic for shoppers! Next day dawned sunny after two cold wet and windy days. We moved earth. To do this George and David had to put the front end loader onto the tractor. All new. Two huge piles of earth left over from the road and water being put into the shearers quarters had been gathering heavyduty weeds. So I weed-eated the main weeds, David shifted huge scoups of earth. George was chief scout finding the sites to dump the earth, Marianne raked it out, and I dug more weeds out. Late in the afternoon Marianne took on the tractor and precision work was evident. She moved earth, smoothing over the area where the pile had been with fine and delicate movements of the front end loader. Lunch was mid afternoon and divine. George and Marianne had bought paua with them, so this was fined sliced and cooked with butter garlic and onion. And of course a few pinot gris and the odd beer here and there. It was a great weekend with good friends.

Weekend country retreat:

Attractive one bedroom cottage in Masterton, the heart of the Wairarapa.

A delightful cottage to quietly relax and recharge your batteries; a tranquil retreat to read, and to discover the attractive environs of Masterton, Carterton, Greytown and Martinborough. Simply stunning!!

$165 including gst per night, breakfast included. Sleeps 1-2 people, two nights minimum. To book email dianaj@orgdev.co.nz

Furnished french style with beautiful linen, claw-foot bath, warmed floors, open gas fire, french doors opening to a courtyard and garden planted in box trees, lavenders, red poppies and rosemary.

You can walk to the Ruamahunga river at the back of the property, and discover in nearby Masterton, cafes, Aratoi art gallery, Moore Wilson’s fresh market, Saturday farmers market, Sunday street market, Henley Lake and Queen Elizabeth park. Greytown, Gladstone and Martinborough are the nearby towns.

The restoration

Built in 1924, this cottage has been lovingly restored and now includes a luxurious bathroom and easy to use kitchen. The rimu walls have been rubbed with linseed oil and the wooden floors polished. The living room and bedroom remain original.

The lean-to was demolished and rebuilt on the existing footprint and includes a new bathroom and well-equipped kitchen.

History of the building

The original shearers’ quarters consisted of a kitchen, laundry, dining room, bathroom, and four bedrooms off the porch. In its recent history, the building was cut in half and one half taken to a neighbouring property where it is also used for

accommodation. In the summer evenings, shearers lay in their bunks and wrote their names on the walls. Some worked out their wages, others left messages. In the 1950’s the walls were used to write telephone numbers of local contractors. Many of these notes remain on the walls.

Over the years, family and friends slept in this building. Abandoned in early 2000’s the building became a haven for birds. The current owners bought the property in 2006 and restored the building as inviting accommodation. Bordering a working olive grove and vines, there is a private courtyard and, views of the Tararua ranges, an ideal haven from which to explore the Wairarapa.

Putting in the frost protection system

The race is on. Will we get the frost system in before the spring frost hit? We have a new approach. The fan system, while great in our expriments, was drawing down frozen air, even from 10m up, the neighbours complained, and asked did we have resource consent. They hated the orange tube soaring skyward to draw the air down. So down it came.

Now we have kms of 19mm pipe. We clip this to the lower wire of the vines, at 1m intervals, hard on our fingers. The trickiest part is unravelling the pipes, it is so easy to bend and fold in half and then the pipe is stuffed. We have dug a trench for the 30mm pipe and the 19mm pipes go for 3/4 of the row and then we join 13mm pipes off that. This weekend, Jeanette came over from Raumati and lay out all the flipper pipes at each post, then helped me clip the 19mm pipes to the wire. Backbreaking stuff, bending down every paced step to clip the pipe to the wire, standing, taking a step and then puting the clips on the wire. Close to the ground work, and remembering to bend at the knees is a challenge. We completed five rows, three more than we thought we would.

Billie and Tamai pictures from their July visit

Billie and Tamai came to the farm in July. We swan in the pool, whizzed down teh long and twisting slide, made a swing under the gum tree, played at Queen Elizabeth Park and had heaps of spa's.

These pics are from bath time in the bucket

















And Tamai took to the farm bike like a duck to water.

Frost and winter pruning

Spring is here, the winter slowly drifting off, remnants of rain lagging behind. The flooded Ruamahunga has returned to normal for now, the Tararua hills are covered with snow, David is working flat out for three weekends now putting in our frost system before the grape have their bud burst. In the past two years we have lost our grapes to frost. A 5 degree frost kills anything alive and tender as grapes and leaves. As part of our research he set up two thermomentres, one at ground level and the other 5 metres high. I was the one who ventured out at 2am to check temperatures,
3 degrees at ground and 1 at 5 metres. You can see the gadget we used here; cool. My fingers froze as I opened up the case it was in! David, Richard and I pruned all the vines in August. This meant cutting the long vines, leaving two branches, one to the left and one to the right, each with 8 buds, and then a smaller branch under the wire, with two buds for next years growth. This pruning measn our vines now resemble real vines!! Progress. And early mornings after a frost, you would swear we are growing diamonds.

We have been on trade me to buy a sprayer for the olives trees so we can spray nutrients into the leaves and get rid of the peakcock spot, which is threatening the trees. So much to do. We will be spraying a mix of copper and sulphur over several weeks. However before we do that, we need to now find a tractor! We will also be spraying sulphur onto the vine leaves to prevent mildew.

Win some, lose some and finding black gold.

We are in the home strait with the renovations. Friday the Shearers quarters had their borer spray over all the old wood, powder in the roof area and liquid on all wooden surfaces. So the borer will die as they come in contact with the external surface of the wood. they have a three year life cycle, (amazing what you learn, Neill from Zap was most educative), so all will be gone in three years, so the borer are facing a slow and dwindling process. The concrete floors haven't turned out as we had hoped so two extra costs of sealer (now 9) still didnt improve so a new high gloss surface has been put on, however its not great, just better than what it was. No-one knows what hasnt worked here so no real solution. Awkward. Today Robin and Matt are here to put in the bathroom. Many discoveries. The guy who sold me the basin didnt sell me the complete piping for the push button plug so had to buy a new one. Spazio Casa didnt include the base of the tap so it couldnt be installed. The holes for the loo seat were too small for the screws supplied, fortunately Robin had a drill to widen the hole, the water mixer had a backing on it that the tiler hadnt allowed for, and the concrete floor was uneven and Matt has spent most of the morning filing a rubber pad to ensure the bath will sit flat. Mixed with this is the rain means even poorer cell phone coverage than unusual and the guy polishing the wooden floor due today didnt turn up. Grrrrr. Renovations! However it is going to be fantastic when all done.
The bathroom is transformed already.

From this:

Can't show you the final thing yet. David sanded and primed the external doors and I oiled the back of them. They have come up beautifully and so now ready for another 77 years of life. With the oil, they become a dark orangey brown, rich and gorgeous. WE think they are heart rimu.

By Sunday I have completed oiling the walls of the bedroom and have begun on the lounge. Walking back and forth from the cottage to the shearers quarters we have spied ripe olives!! There are loads more than we thought we had, lush, huge rippening olives, black gold, so out with the ladder and up the trees, picking an olive here, 2 or 3 from there. We now have two large jars of olives underway with changing the water daily for 14 days before putting into brine. I had my pockets bulging with these olives as I was picking them and vert glad to get them before the birds. Mostly manzanilla. It is quite a mystery, and they only have become visible since ripening, and as we look now we can see 10 - 12 trees with great looking olives which is 10 more trees than we had first thought. So I have been envisioning thousands of olives on the trees for next year.

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

The grapes might have a virus! Several have dark red leaves which are not autumn colours, and the bark has peeled from the stem with a nasty looking growth in between. Essentially the roots arent talking with the leaves and the leaves are giving up in disgust. Andrew, our olives advisor, came in on sunday and amongst many other gems, thinks that the growth is solidified sap from severe frosts several years ago. Believe it or not, this is great news and our thoughts of having to pull all the vines up and burn them have moved further back in our minds. Richard had the rest of sunday, tucking in the long arms of the very much alive vines. this was after he had mowed both the vines and the north olives. You may be thinking what were we doing with all this activity. David distressed painted the ceiling of the shearers quarters. He faced some opposition from both me and Jane, however it does make the room a lot lighter. I love the rimu boards, however four sides and the floors may well be enough wood. I am slowly oiling the boards and they are coming up beautifully.

Plans are now afoot to put inthe gas fire and the kauri surround. My brother Doug carefully packed this and ensured it made its way from Christchurch to Masterton and it is in beautiful condition. Meanwhile, my contribution to the weekend? I was on compost again, and managed 30 trees. the rich mushroom compost will activate bacteria under the soil and give the tree more life. Andrew was a great source of encouragement and assistance. We will be planting 200 more trees this November, after most of the frosts, and in the next couple of months, ensure all the small young trees we already have, are given a little sleeping bag at their base to keep them frost free during winter. There is work to do. It has been pouring with rain, much needed. Our grass has gone from white to green in two weeks. and the roses have a new lease of life.

There's been a bit of a gap

A lots has been going on. Its taken some time to recover from David's party, find our feet back at work, and keep the renovation of the shearers quarters on track. I'll do a blog on that when its completed, four or six weeks from now (preview: septic tank in, water tank in, road in, bathroom tiles in. Next is kitchen in, gas fire in, bath in - can't wait). Meanwhile.....there's work to be done. It was dark when we arrived on friday night 8.00pm. We were expecting 4 cubic yards of mushroom compost (yeah I know, new lingo) from parkvale mushrooms to be here, and couldnt find it anyway. Out with our torches, beautiful still evening, and pile of compost anywhere. then we discovered our water was still off (we'd have 5 days over easter with no water, and swimming in the river kept us clean enough. Feeling helpless, insignificant, an early night. at 8am, the driveway alert let us know someone was coming. The compost guy. four cubic metres is a lot of compost, steaming, ripe in the early morning usn. So our work was cut out for us afterall. David made a 600 x 600 x 60 square for our template and proceeded to put compost at the base of each of the olive trees.
While he was doing this, I was on a rescue mission with 15 box trees from the apartment, gasping for life, leaves bright orange, starved of water, and nutrients. So I trimmed their bases, put compost in the freshly dug holes and planted, surrounding the base with compost too. I reckon they look better already. I can hear them breath sighs of relief. By the end of the day he had done 45 trees, and we discovered there are 110 trees in the front olives, not 85 trees, and I counted 5 times when we first bought this property. I think numbers just arent my thing. David found acorns from our very own oak trees so they are destined for the glass house and I am going to see if I can grow little oak trees. Right now these acorns have pride of place on our dining table in a little white bowl. Late afternoon, I mowed the front olives and so they look fantastic with their new black socks on! Andrew Taylor, our olives consultant is have us grow canopy this year (branches and leaves), and hopefully this treatment will mean we will have flowers and olives next year. I was really disappointed when there weren't any olives, again, however reality is, I wouldn' t have had time to tend them, so much on at present.

David's birthday party

The day was glorious, warm and windy. Christina and I cleaned the bbq, David, Paul and Chris, put up lights, Liz joined me and Christina in setting the tables, and we all did all those last minute things needed to be ready by 4pm. We had put a marquee up as the previous days had been cold, wet and windy and we readlly wanted the party to be outside. So we were lucky. Marquarette and Paul arrived with the cake around 2pm and that went secretly into the outside fridge. At 4pm the band, B-side, began playing, setting an inviting upbeat mood.

Neighbours, friends, work colleagues and family began arriving and gathering around the house garden, I looked around and thought, this looks like a pretty good party! Great to have our friends and family and neighbours all together.

Lots of people had travelled over the hill from Wellington and the Kapiti coast, some from down the road and over in Martinborough, others from Auckland, Katikati and Sandra and Ran, all the way from Dunedin, so there was lots of talking and laughing together.

And I got to be with the birthday guy...............

people danced...

The table was set in the marquee, and at 7.00pm, the sides were rolled up and in we went and we sat down to delicious food provided by Entice Gourmet. The tables was decorated with terracotta coloured candles and olive branches. It looked great.

We feasted,
and drank lots of gorgeous local wines, and feasted some more, late into the evening .

Peter, Chris, Pirimia, Tia, Gerry and Simon, all spoke to David and their speeches were warm hearted and touching. David responded. The birthday cake delighted David - chocolate mudcake by Michael from the 10 0’clock cake company and he'd done a fabulous job and it tasted delicious.

We partied long into the night.

We were all a bit quieter the next day. Mike and Liz, Chris and Christina dropped in for morning coffee, then Rocky, Jeannie, Steve and Nikki picked up Pirimia and took her back to Wellington. Mark and Anne joined us for a late breakfast, then Sandra and Ran arrived with rock melon. Pete and Pip headed off around midday. Six of us went down to neighbours Jane and Paul's for a swim in the river, which was cool, clear and inviting. We sat in the shallows and chatted, glided down with the current, then swimming back up the river, reminiscent of when we were kids and knowing how lucky we are.