The last month of Autumn was a stunner. Crisp but full of golden sunshine. In a dream world it is the time to sit, bask in the light and have a cup of tea (or mulled wine). Reality is very different.  The weeds keep growing, there is always something to clean up, trim, prune, wood needs to be cut in the bushland and all needs to be done by at least 4pm because it gets too cold and too dark to be out beyond then. The shining light within all these ‘chores’ is that magical word ‘propagation’.  Autumn is the perfect time to take hardwood cuttings and sow seeds.  Jenny…