After another night of broken sleep I’m starting to resent the rain we’re having right now. It seems every other day is a downpour.
The incessant hammering on the tin roof in the dead of night is starting to sound like fingernails down a blackboard. It also gives us all cabin fever – chickens, dogs and humans.
I am officially over winter and technically speaking it hasn’t yet started. Bring back summer – I need it more than ever.
I did manage to lift myself from the gloom yesterday long enough to spot some late highlights in the garden. The rain seems to have done the potato vine wonders and there it was showing off it’s flowers and wild growth off the barn.
More than that, it is romping away with a new friend to keep it company. See it peeking in the background?
Now here it is showing off. A single clematis flower – this cheered me up!
But not as much as this did. Our “dead” vibernum has sprung into life.
It just goes to show that when you think the clouds have blown in permenantly there are some bright spots in the garden.
I hope it stops raining this week as there is so much tidying up to be done outside. I don’t mind working in the cold but when it’s wet and cold I’m a wimp and would rather retreat indoors.
Here’s how the rain has been falling this week. It’s too depressing for words!
I think my solanum must be the love child of your 2 plants. It’s the shape of the solanum and the exact colour of the clematis.Right now it’s just a pile of sticks against the wall though the wisteria has just started to flower.
Personally I couldnt care less about the weather, yeah its all cold and nasty and not nice trudging around in the wet but I like having a country that has seasons. To have watched the trees change, the flowers change and see the snow capped hills has just been amazing. I loved nothing more when living down by the coast than wrapping up warm, heading out into the cold icy sea air and having a good walk. Then heading back, getting the fire on and drinking hot choc. In some ways the burn on my fingers and my face reminded me of my childhood and days of playing in the snow.
I will say however I crave for a nice central heated home, all warm. As I sit here now I am freezing and trying to keep warm. You lovely home must be all toasty? Fancy some lodgers??
xx
Until I read your post I thought perhaps the Rain Gods were angry with me for some reason. Every blinking morning at 8.45 when I have to walk the kids to school, the skies will pour their derision upon my head.
It might clear up for a bit during the day, but at 2.55 it will start up again.
Now I see that others are suffering too, it’s not quite so bad. But I am fed up with the wet clothes in the hall and the damp air throughout the cold house.
I agree… if we could only bring back summer! and what kind of unnatural country has summer at the wrong time of year anyway?
Great photographs.