The rain continues, the weeds and tough grass continue to grow in the wet mild conditions, there are no nice photos to take, only wet and pale grey skies, we have had just 2 days where there was sight of the yellow orb since I returned from the mainland 4 weeks ago.
I’ve decided as there is nothing good about gardening at the moment and I can’t do any, I’m going to take a break from writing and reading blogs.
I’m going to find something else to do with my life that isn’t weather dependent, I can’t even go for a walk unless I want to walk in the rain and I don’t, it’s enough trying to dry wet washing in the house without unnecessary wet outdoor clothing.
I’ve been feeling very low, I don’t think I have ever properly got over the nearly 9 months of wet weather we had from August 2011 to April 2012, when my garden flooded so many times I lost count. I know some, maybe all of you think I am going on about the wet too much, it’s been so wet I’ve only tipped the top of the water iceberg.
When it’s wet and temperatures are mild you can’t ’smell the roses’ or anything else, you can’t enjoy your garden when it’s mostly viewed though a wet windowpane.
I had long forgotten what my word was for this year and was not living with it in mind, so I looked it up, it is ‘de-clutter’ and I think I need to de-clutter more than just my house though that would be a start.
For those who think I would not want to live in a desert, you are wrong, I did though say a desert with a river. I dream of the Nile. I’m not joking or being morbid but realistic. Properties here do not sell very fast and there is a ‘slump’ in the UK housing market as well, so I know I can’t move easily but I’m going to search out my options.
I’ve never in my life felt like this before but I am feeling so absolutely desperate to see the sun. A cold frosty but sunny morning would be so welcome. A snow covered landscape with the sun shinning would be welcome. But living with the shower turned to permanently on is something I am discovering I can’t cope with.
I wanted to end on a nicer note, I have 3 furry friends who visit my garden and I like to think help keep the rabbits at bay, I have often tried to take a photo of them but they are elusive. Last Saturday morning when I opened my living room curtains the fluffiest was on the front path, gave me a hard stare but lingered long enough for me to take a photo.