We get so few of these as most of our rain falls in the night. But a lovely day, soft rain without a breath of wind. Perfect to sit on the outside sofa and watch the cats and local birds do their thing.
Funny little thing happened when I invited Sharon around for a cuppa and cake the other day. I was having a discussion with myself about whether I should change into some better clothes, and decided that seeing as she’s seen me in my old clothes before, I wouldn’t worry about it. Well, she turns up in almost identical gear having decided that ‘Tarla loves me as I am’!
For the past month or so Amaru and Maya have gone out to this tree every morning to get an apple for recess. It’s times like these that I hope become golden memories for them as they grow older.
I have also been a little proud because many people around here believe that you can’t grow apples in Quorn.
And there I was thinking that you can’t grow much any further north than here, when Marg Wilson brings back this huge watermelon from Ethadunna Station, which is out along the Birdsville track about 100km north of Marree.
Not much has happened in the garden lately or on this blog; school started again, and then my eldest moved to Adelaide to start uni – before he left I got him to help me install the bath pond under the verandah where the little fibreglass one used to be.
That bath had sat there 6 months on rollers waiting to go in, but it was so dry I did not bother trying to dig. Then along came some nice rain in January, and once it soaked into the soil I was able to dig. Antonio helped me with the bath just before he left towards the end of February. It annoys me by looking lopsided even though according to the spirit level it is almost perfect. Oh well, I’ll just have to wait until the plants grow some and disguise it.
I have also finally got back to working on my dry creek bed, which I’d not touched for two months. Some of my excuses involve the hot dry weather, but I’ve also embarked on a couple of writing courses which have taken my attention away from Gardiner in a dry land.
Over summer I had put all my water plants back into the brick pond and covered it. Late March when I take the cover off, which I love, because I can see the sky reflected in the water again, I began planting things out around the other two ponds.
After that I drained all the water from the brick pond into here, gave the brick pond a good mucking out, and then set up the little fountain once again.
I really do love my ponds. When I was a kid I wanted a pond badly, but the answer was always no. My parents had a whole set of reasons. But now I have three!
There is not much happening in the garden thanks to there being almost no rain since early January, but despite the dryness this Easter Lily has popped up out of nowhere to give us a lovely surprise.
This made up for the non-appearance of my naked ladies after the rain in January, even though they flowered just about everywhere else around here.