Laziness gnawed at my conscience, so, to make amends, here is a picture of a soursop Annona muricata, with a new bud opening. There are also 2 or 3 more buds on the tree so we are hopeful of more fruits.
Well, I shan’t bother with tedious explanations and empty apologies. After all, I am not the only one with a piled-high plate. And at least my “plate” is not burning…
Things tick along pretty much as usual.Which means I spend a fair slice of time watering (sparingly!) the parts of the gardens that are screaming for moisture. Sometimes, I’m rewarded with flowers and fruit. Most times, not!
Carissa fruit. I can’t make jam from one so I’ll leave it for the birds!
And we had a visitor from foreign lands* so we were out and about, taking in a beach or three and seeing the sights. I had a camera.
There are water towers and grain silos in various spots around the country which have been painted by local artists. Googling “painted silos”will take you to many more.
We had a brief thunder storm last week.Not much rain, but WOW! The vegetation went va-va-voom! Tomato seedlings apparently swallowed some steroids, shot up , flowered and have now set fruit. And some of the things I’d thought unlikely to survive the heat have also turned the corner, away from the die-and-be-composted list. Small steps…
Overnight, one of the Royal Palms hurled a spent frond from about 30′ high and it missed some orchids by millimetres.(See, I can do bi-lingual measurements!) It’ll need both of us to get the brute out of the jungle.I guess we have to start another heap…sigh
I try to avoid political references. Not easy, when we are run by idiots!
But whatever muddle the world is in I look to natural beauty and humour for solace.
So I’ll get on with my list of “things-to-do” and leave you with something uplifting
*The “foreign lands” mentioned above included Israel and a visit to Palestine. Accompanied by unsmiling soldiers with Uzis at the ready.
I’m near enough to be able to hear it, but today it was exceptionally quiet at 5am.The wind, which has been shrivelling gardens and fraying tempers for weeks had dropped. Even the cats were eating their breakfast quietly! I stood on the front deck, listening to the quiet soughing of the tide.
And then I brewed some coffee and came in to do some work…
Ye gods and little fishes! A month since my last post! How can this be???
Well, I do have a better-than-usual excuse. We’ve been renovating! Oh! The excitement! The thrill of seeing glossy new floor paint, almost dry enough to move the furniture back. But not quite dry enough for a cat to walk on…
So, I’ll spare you the dreary details and show you some of the things that have survived the blustery wind.
I have several jasmines in the garden and have to say this one, Trachelospermum jasminoides is a cracker. Here, it’s growing from a shrub tub below the back deck and this year has extended several metres along the rail.I will have to give it a very severe “haircut” when it finishes flowering, but for now…we love it.
Maybe I’ll get back to this sad old blog a little more frequently. But don’t hold your breath, m’dears!