The Sandow Crescent Pecan Tree

   We live in a beautiful part of the world called Coromandel Valley.  At the centre of our street is an old orchard, Sandow Park Reserve, named after one of the old families in the area who grew apples,  pears and plums. Sandow Reserve is home to an old Pecan trees, thought to have been planted by George Summers in 1899.

   Every year the sulphur-crested cockatoos strip the tree bare before the nuts are mature, but this year, they didn't!  The stars and weather aligned to produce a bumper crop that the local parrots got bored of before destroying the whole lot, they didn't even make it down to the lower accessible branches.  I've been keeping my eyes on the nuts every time I go past ( I walk through quite often this time of year), growing more excited with each visit.

   Today, success, the fruits are ripe and splitting open and the nuts inside are ready to harvest, what joy!

You can read more about pecans here.

 Pecan nuts on ground, thrown down by raucous cockatoos.

This seasonal creek used to feed the orchard before multiple dams were put in upstream.  Now it features in my 'bug-out' plans for the zombie apocalypse.

Badger dog, pleased with todays adventure.