Georgie's asked how the garden's going. Told her "fine, still seems to be there." Then she asked to see some pics. Rattled off a few yesterday morning before the afternoon's deluge. Clouds rolled in, the sky turned black and the rain bucketed down. Took a few more snaps this morning. The pouring rain battered the few poppies that had opened so they look a bit bruised çe matin. However, others have now opened and are currently enjoying some sunshine. The rain also battered the irises and I've had to prop one back up with a stick. In one of the shots of the blue flowery things, you'll notice they've all flopped outwards in a circle with the central bit open to the elements. This isn't due to the plant getting tired and having a nap, but simply because it got flattened by one of the snowstorms in May that I mentioned in a previous posting. Due to all this recent rain, the weeds and lawn have shot up. Would have attacked the lawn with the lawn mower but the damned thing's being repaired. Popped in there about a week ago and asked when it'd be ready. "Soon," they said. Mind you, they said the same thing about three weeks ago when I dropped the mower off with them. Borrowed Christian's mower last Friday and had a go at slaughtering the triffids. Exhausting work because the stuff was thick and damp. I now have a mammoth pile of damp grass out by the woodshed which, hopefully, will disappear when I get around to starting a bonfire. Need a lot more sunshine before that happens though.
A Winters's Harvest
1 week ago