And I’m not even being sarcastic, I’m really pleased that it is raining after an almost completely dry month. A probably doesn’t agree with me, but then he had to walk to work at 5.30am and almost certainly got soaked. I’ll attempt to remember to pick him up at lunchtime when he finishes though, save him one drenching.
But for my garden’s sake, and all the other growing things out there, I’m really happy that it is raining at last. I don’t know what happened to April showers, but I almost can’t remember when I last smelled that wet earth smell. I’ve been especially worried about our cherry tree. It has had a slightly disrupted spring, with builders digging around its roots to put in fence posts, us excavating a dead australis plant and we even gave it quite a severe pruning itself. It blossomed in spectacular style and is now heavy with tiny little cherries. Unfortunately, the process of blooming and producing fruit will drain its resources and it is essential that it doesn’t get too dry. We’ve been watering it a little, but it is a full grown tree and we just can’t give it enough.
Anyway, worry over, it is raining. Of course, now I can start to fret about my poor apricot trees, recently planted out…hope the rain won’t be too much for them…
This week has included work, knitting, the snooker world championship final, and a very painful migraine. In the wake of the migraine though, I sat out in the garden for an hour, enjoying the sunshine and saw an impressive array of birds. Impressive for our tiny garden that is, especially in just an hour.
A pair of magpies are now regular visitors, carrying away the dried-but-soaked-in-water mealworms we put out. They are becoming braver and braver, now hopping in even when we’re out there, as long as we keep fairly still. We still have our pigeon fan-base, although they will be disappointed for a week or two as we’ve run out of peanuts and they’ll have to wait for payday for more. Also appearing from time to time, including while I was sat there on Tuesday, are our pair of blackbirds. Mrs B just flew right in and grabbed a beakful of soaked mealworms, flitting off to (I assume) her nest to feed young with them. And most spectacular and surprising, several goldfinch. One landed on the bird bath right in front of me, had a drink, looked at me with its head on one side…called ‘Tweeter Tweeterer’ a couple of times, then darted away. A few minutes later they were back with friends, sitting on the washing line and the tree, calling to and fro. We keep the niger seed feeder topped up for them, but rarely see what takes the seed. I think I know now!
So, in knitting news…there is no knitting news this week. I’m plodding away at my stripy knee-high socks and slowly adding blocks to my forest path stole, but there’s nothing much to show at the moment. I did manage to see Sandra, and handed over a bunny and a pair of socks for her new grandson. Sandra has asked me to embroider something for Noah, to include his name and date of birth. She has some big ideas…this is not going to be the usual framed picture, I think!
This coming week…just work, I think. This will most likely be the calm before the storm though, as we’re in for a busy few weeks of doctor/dentist/hospital appointments along with Important Briefings at work and a trip to Plymouth.