The weeks are hurtling by with the swiftness of an arrow from a bow, it seems. No sooner has one weekend finished than another looms.
Spring is upon us here in the Central Tablelands of New South Wales. Each day more leaves and blossoms appear: growing things are doing what they do in the predestined round of the seasons. Earlier today I noticed that the poplars at the end of our street were suddenly in leaf and I hadn’t even noticed it beginning to happen. Tomorrow is considered to be the first day of Spring in Australia despite the equinox being three weeks away, and indeed, folk could be forgiven for thinking so as highs of 28 degrees are forecast for later in the week! No rain though. I’ve nearly forgotten what it’s like to see a shower.
Without further ado, here are six things from the garden as I’m joining in with the Six on Saturday crowd all coordinated by the Propagator on whose blog you will find other gardens.
One: Above is a photo of a sweet iris which makes an early appearance every year, its delicate petals concealing the stout heart beneath. Frost (still occurring) and drought seem not to faze it in any way.
Two: A voluptuous Matthiola longipetala, which I’ve only ever known simply as Stock, arrived in a punnet and along with five others is putting on a dramatic display in my embryonic cutting patch. Below is a photo of a vase of Stock.
Three: Euphorbia martinii ‘Rudolph’ is in flower. The flowers are only tiny but they pack a punch with those chartreuse bracts holding them close.
Four: Narcissus ‘Victorious’, new this Spring has three winsome flowers.
Five: This is what 4 cubic metres of mulch looks like, minus the half dozen barrow loads that had already been put on the garden. Four hours later it was all spread, and Mr MG and I were walking around doubled over with the effort of it all. It was worth every load as it has kept the dampness in the soil really well ( we watered before we spread it) and it should be good protection for when the weather gets hotter as it inevitably will. I was worried that precious plants might disappear under a mulch mantle, but they are popping through the mulch, as are the weeds of course.
Six: Crested pigeons which have become common visitors to the garden since I began putting out bird seed. I wonder what the conversation is that’s going on here? “I can see something large looming over your left shoulder. Shall we make a run for it?”
Weather today: 2.7 – 19 degrees C. Sunny