Yo, Dear Reader, the Summer weather is still not coming, we’re getting some scorching days followed by muggy overcast days, not ideal for growing, but thankfully not so cold as to do any damage. I’m just trying to keep everything weeded and cleaned up because between the weeds and me things can get messy, Dear Reader. A neighbour decided to strim today so with the open windows because of the heat, no air conditioning here, Dear Reader, just whatever blows in or out, I had just a constant spluttering noise. I decided to done headphones and trim the laurel hedging in front of the Secret Garden. I have mesh to guide it, but the tops needs a cut back, I somehow avoided the just reaching honeysuckle, which should fill it in in time creating a much nicer hedge.
The weather dictates a lot of gardening, Dear Reader, which is why I so often talk about it, it also affects my joints in various ways so it can make it harder to get some things done. I’ve learned to work on what I can when I can, even if it means leaving what seems important right now. Having a day when nothing needs watering may be the ideal day to fix things up even if I have planting to do, trying to guess the weather to roughly figure a few days ahead for newly transplanted plants is tough these days. It can be hard to put it into words, it isn’t some grand and esoteric knowledge, more practical that has been lost to most people. It’s why if you were here, Dear Reader, you’d hear me lamenting that people are cutting their roses or burning their grass, that plants are going to waste and invasive weeds aren’t be treated. I know what should be done and what needs to to a degree, I just can’t turn it off when I’m not in the garden! Hah.
I don’t know if I mentioned it, but I was talking to someone about the Christmas Market we attended last year, and sold everything at, but the costs are now at a point where it’d be a risk to sell fresh breads and a hassle to make enough jam and jelly, not that they can store indefinitely either, but much longer than fresh breads. I enjoyed it and am glad to end it on a high note, but the price of ingredients would be far too much to take on and keep prices as they are and people don’t often want to support small sellers. It is sad how little community spirit exists in so many places. I would’ve taken a risk if I had still been waiting on the surgery, just for distraction if nothing else, but looking at the way the country is headed with our refusal to accept the government’s, and the people’s, attitude towards covid being a mess of selfishness and anti-science I know I could be met with no support, feels people are getting worse in all aspects not better. So, Dear Reader, let them ask if they want jam, let them come to me, I’ll be in the garden, taking precautions whenever I’m anywhere else. I refuse to back down on my belief that we should support and protect others. Until it’s over for everyone it isn’t over. I’ll be back again later, Dear Reader, hopefully with stories of sunshine and smiles. If not then I’ll have plenty of plant photos. Stay safe and take care, Dear Reader.