There’s been a lot of talk about the effects of Lockdown and the seriousness of confinement and lack of socialisation amongst adults and children alike.
Before I start, happy birthday to SoS and congrats to Mr.Propagator for starting the whole thing three years ago. It’s been such a bonus for me, watching and learning about different shrubs and plants and meeting gardenaholics. So thank you, Jonathan!
My pics today are from earlier in the week when it was springlike and sunny. Today, on my end of the globe, it’s wet, windy and chilly with frequent little cold cells drifting across the radar and preventing any outdoors activity at all – something I don’t take kindly to.
I’m a bit sick of myself at the moment – I’m having a bit of an injury-prone Covid-isolation! But then all who know me would say that’s because I go at most things like a bull at a gate.
C’est la vie! It just means I can’t walk as far and as fast and that I’m more of a couch potato (which I have to say I hate!) which means a chance to continue on writing Reliquary and that’s fine because the story is ratcheting up.
Lockdown continues, albeit quite fluid in my part of the world. We’re allowed to shop, to attend medical appointments and to go to work in those businesses that haven’t been shut down or opted to close. For me, life goes on. Nothing much changes except the freedom to do what I want whenever I want.
It’s Day Whatever of Which week in What Month. Or so it feels. Mind you, the garden doesn’t care what day it is and I suppose as gardeners, we shouldn’t either. We’ve had a couple of days of wind and so there are blotches of red and yellow leaves all over the lawn and because the weather has cooled dramatically, so trees and shrubs have realised it IS autumn so most of my offerings for Six on Saturday, are richly coloured.
Firstly our Guelder Rose – Viburnum Opulus has begun it’s change. The shrub suffered badly through the drought and we think we’ll cut it back by a 1/3 to fill it out a little. It’s a bleached crimson and I love the way it blends quite green leaves as well as coloureds.
White nerines about to burst. We have these dotted around the garden simply because they bloom at this time, giving a spike to the garden.
One of our row of Japanese maples. They were planted for their rich red branches but somewhere along the way, the red has vanished. Nevertheless, look at that amber colouring!
One of our two giant fifty year old liquid ambers. I LOVE the flow of colour through the trees, from pale rosé to the richest shiraz or cab sav.
Then the blood red of our blueberries. This is by far the most spectacular. Wow!
And finally our saffron crocuses are beginning to bloom. I foresee a little harvest.
Head over to Mr. P’s blog to see the northern hemisphere in its spring glory. It beats Covid-19 News any day.
This week on SoS, I’m offering two gardens.
The state of one is the direct result of Covid-19.
We’ve been in lockdown with borders closed for quite a while here in my state of Tasmania (Australia). If one had a shack anywhere, (a second residence on coast, rural or highlands), one could stay there for the duration of the lockdown, only venturing away for food, exercise and medical requirements.
It’s similar to the UK, I believe – Stay Safe, Stay Home.
Life’s so edgy at the moment. So filled with flux, change and anxiety, that sometimes, an adventure, especially one that one hasn’t asked for, can certainly give one something else to think about.
Yesterday, we had to go to the city from our coastal home. We went armed with the relative papers and it felt like a WWII movie – documentation in case one was pulled up at the border!