A small suburban garden, 100 metres (ok yards) from the sea. Home to cat, lots of soil critters (good and bad cowboys!) and the Head Gardener, who wants to record of some of the little things that mean a lot as a way of expressing gratitude. When things don't move quickly enough in the garden, Páraig (pronounced Paw-rig) heads off along the byways of SE Ireland on his bike "Gilhaney".
Saturday, September 24, 2016
Rain Is Nature's Magic
It's bucketing down. Not a day to be outside in the garden, but it occurs to me that rain is nature's magic at work. It's my magic time also, to sit comfortably inside and realise that the work is being done for me!
Tips to add to the moment:
Read the gardening supplement in the Saturday Telegraph
Read this week's issue of Amateur Gardening magazine
Add a spoon of brandy to a cup of good coffee
Put it all together on a blog to keep the memory
I wrote about some heavy rain a few weeks ago (also on Saturday!) at that time, I opted for a different strategy. Remember the day? There was just a little heavy rain. today there was a lot of heavy rain. If I had to cycle, it would be called poxy rain, but for the garden it's da bomb.