Here we are. Mid July. Where is our hot and dry? Even hot and humid? This is stink’n hot and WET. I feel so far this summer that I am back living on Tamborine Mountain in Queensland. Holy Moly! Let the rain stop! I am grateful, oh so grateful that I am not a flower farmer in Vermont, or any farmer in Vermont, this is bad enough, but OMG, do they have it hard. And let’s just say that yes, crop insurance helps, but man dear, it doesn’t even come close. This flower farmer is so grateful that so far my flowers are standing, or rather leaning but we are good. This is this morning though. Didn’t know if I was going to have an open flower shed on Tuesday…
Yup, This is Stoddard Rd. Looking down the road from our driveway on the right, looking down the road from our driveway. All is good. It is safe. So the flower shed will be open Phew!
And the only reason I say phew is because I have flowers. Yup. Despite the rain, and the lack of sun, and the rain…I have flowers.
Squish, squish, squish as I walk around the property. My rain tanks are overflowing and have been for weeks now, the flowers are baulking and I can’t say I am blaming them. The non-stop rain is getting old, everything is damp, the weeds are OUT of Control! It’s a farmer’s life. We have no control, we just have to plan for the worst and hope for the best. The best? I have flowers. I am stink’n lucky. I am grateful for good drainage, good wellies and quick dry clothing.
And the flower life goes on. I am getting ready in my head for my next expansion. Lisa, don’t say anything. It isn’t going to be big, but as some of you know I am retiring from gardening for others at the end of the year and well, let’s just say that am planning on diversifying for my old age. I am prepping new beds between rain storms, and making lists. Then I will be done. Don’t say anything Lisa. I know.
Since I don’t have and #windowframethursday to amuse you with I will leave you with this I found on instagram. I love it. It speaks of so much. And only in the EU would you find this.
So until next week, when the sun shines, the breeze gently blows away the bugs and the moisture. May we all be grateful and enjoy flowers. Allie
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