The raingarden‘s vine has provided us with great shade from our horrible, hot summer, and come March, it has provided us with a bumper crop of grapes that we have struggled to keep up with. As we reach the end of the season, the local lorikeets have discovered them.
They are such welcome visitors to our urban retreat that I haven’t had the heart to shoo them on. They’ve made a mess of the decking, as they eat less than half of the grapes that they pick, but they have won our hearts…