There were promises of rain. Except it was mizzle and did not make my garden ecstatic with joy. Then there were promises of fair weather; sunny with the gentle temperature of 23°. Except it was overcast with windforce 6 and 19°.
My conclusion is that our Met Office don't know what they are talking about. But I know that us being on an island facing the North Sea (sort of) makes the weather unpredictable.
Anyway, my balcony has weathered the last storm, as my Clematis and Pandorea are proving. The white Pelargonium though I had to heavily deadhead. As I did the red ones. A single day of storm and wet make the heavy flowers turn brown.
When I enter Hunky Dory, I am first greeted by a lovely scent of the huge Fig next to the path (it is my never visiting neighbour's and has reverted back to Jungle) and then by that of my Fennel family. It is just about coming into flower. From one specimen it has produced ample offspring, which is now all over the place. I quite like it, so it can stay, for now. But this is the limit, if it colonises even more of my garden, I will start removing it.
And here it is: the sun has come out as I write. I immediately lowered the sunscreen, as it will become unbearably hot in my flat otherwise.
As an aside: this was an outing to the beach Tuesday: you know, when it would be fair. Instead my three friends and I were sandblasted and soaked. That beach is in Ouddorp, the nearest thing we have to desert. It is huge. To reach the sea takes a 20 minute walk.
And back to the balcony. Sorry my friend, this is a back- and forth experience.
The cherry Tomato is producing loads of tomatoes. So far three were ripe, and tasted...mwah. I have high hopes for my other one though, as it is a zebra Tomato I had two years ago, and it was lovely.
This is Victoria. And finally, after 4 years of sulking and not producing flowers, she is looking good! She was next to the obelisk, and apparently hated it. As soon as I took it away she started growing.
Last week I promised I would move the Clivia to a shadier spot and I have. Hopefully this suits her better.
I'll leave you with a photo I took in Ouddorp. There is a milk goat farm there, De Mekkerstee. Hundreds of goats, the scent and sound of them was overwhelming, hahaha. But in the middle of goat chaos was this couple having a loving cuddle. It was so cute, and they kept it up for ages. I adore goats, so had a great time cuddling the ones that came up to the fence.
Okay, this is it. Have a great weekend wherever you are!
Renée Grashoff
