How Does Your Garden Grow *5.
In London, it’s been disappointingly wet for a May Half Term, as everyone seems to be saying.
Last week, the sun shone and the air seemed warmer.
As I sat in my office at school, glued to the computer for too many hours each day.
Now, the sun has taken a break along with the schools.
But the Half Term holiday gives precious time nonetheless.
Instead of the bright sunshine that May promises,
raindrops line the edge of leaves and glisten like jewels caught on petals and fringing stems.
Dripping from the end of my nose as I pot up seedlings in muddy compost.
Wondering at the amazement of those little pink earthworms who, unaided and in under a year,
have transformed kitchen waste, scrap paper and random discarded garments into a mass of beautiful rich, crumbly compost.
Our pond seems to have turned into a fantastically successful blanket weed incubation centre. (‘Long String Algae’ in US.)
Despite bales of barley straw, this wretched weed demands regular harvesting and discarding.
Luckily, the worms on the compost heap seem to appreciate it.
As I was clearing, I found myself face to face with this little fellow,
poised on a lily pad and boldly watching me – as I watched him – throughout the dredging process…
“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.”
― Margaret Atwood, Bluebeard’s Egg
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“Is the spring coming?” He said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…”
– Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden.
Alium in the Spring rain.
Washed and dried, now I’m off to see what’s going on with Annie’s How Does Your Garden Grow project. Take a look at http://mammasaurus.co.uk or follow the pink blossom link on the right hand side bar for wonderful blogs and inspiring pictures.
‘Time’ is precious, even if it’s a grey or rainy day.
What do you do when you have ‘time’?