At Tellurian Fruit Gardens, we grade everything we harvest by hand. Every single piece of fruit is inspected by myself (Ant) or one of my helpful volunteers (Katie and her father Merv have been a huge help). On inspection we must decide which of four, sometimes five,...

Last week was a momentous one. It felt like any other week really, but it marked the first time harvesting my very own produce and then selling that directly to the community. While I meticulously picked over each cherry tree, I felt that familiar inner tension that...

This week I once again found myself off the farm collectivising with my fellow farmers and allies. Twelve months ago I joined the committee of the Australian Food Sovereignty Alliance, an organisation that represents agroecological farmers and allies (such as,...

Community Supported Agriculture: Harcourt hosts first organic fruit ‘CSA’. Tellurian Fruit Gardens, an organic fruit orchard in Harcourt, Central Victoria, has opened sales for its Community Supported Agriculture program. Commonly called ‘CSA’, the emerging model of...

Ok they weren’t wild but I definitely spent half a day in hot pursuit of four elegant white geese - and by elegant I mean comical. What with their menacing hiss and awkward waddle. They make me chuckle every time I go say hello to them. In the spirit of agroecology I...

The results are in! Thanks to all who participated in our 'Name Your Price' survey. I was impressed by the number of respondents that were eager to know that by buying our fruit they are supporting local farmers and having a positive impact on the land. Each of the...

I’ve often felt frustrated by the powers that be. Disillusioned. Discontented. Disenfranchised. I’ve been left incredulous at the seemingly blatant coalescence of public authority and private interest that results in ineffective and short-sighted policy. I’ve felt a...

It’s my first full winter in this region and we are well into it now. Winter is often described as a time of rest, recuperation, hibernation. A time to turn inwards, gather one’s thoughts and restore energy, ready to burst headlong into spring.  Ain’t nobody got time...

Every day I spend pruning I am surrounded by a diminishing array of sunset coloured foliage. The solar energy embodied in each tree is drawing in, preparing for the dormancy of winter. An autumnal orchard sunset that mirrors the dusk tinted sky. The seasons are...