Another wet Saturday. Another soggy Six on Saturday, SSoS. If you would like to see how wet or dry my compadres are then pop over to the captain of our ship The Propagator and find out for yourself.
So let us splodge on. Shall we talk about the rain? In order to accurately convey my feelings on the subject I have composed my own little ditty, based on an ancient English nursery rhyme, here we go: “It’s raining it’s pouring, good Lord it is so boring”. I know, so many talents, it really isn’t fair on the rest. Across the road the local team are preparing to play a game endemic to these parts, swamp rugby with visibility of approximately 3m. If it didn’t mean getting soaked myself, I think it would be a very amusing match to watch. But I digress. I had considered taking all my photos from indoors, where it isn’t quite as damp. My first picture is an attempt at inside/out SoSing. I am not sure it works. Further fearing the ridicule of my peers I gathered courage and waterproofs and stepped out into the mire.
Earlier today, whilst shopping for provision for the ark (hay, spare wildebeests, ants and gin mainly) I spotted this tray of jolly primulas. It would have been rude not to. They will be ideal for one of my new pots. As you can see I have already carefully positioned them. At least they will be getting watered there, unlike in the place from whence they came.
Yesterday I spotted this germinated seed on top of the soil in the front garden. I am hoping it is a Rhodotypos scandens, as it is not far from the shrub and looks vaguely familiar. When it stops raining I will pot it up, unless someone eats it in the meantime. What I should have done is push it gently into the ground and mark its position. Hindsight is a wonderful thing.
Next this blushing cyclamen. No words needed. Except perhaps “yum”.
Now some good news. The tulips I planted in the autumn have eventually begun to poke their noses through the compost. I was beginning to doubt that I had actually planted them.
And lastly, the valiant osteospermum, native of South Africa, lover of hot, dry conditions, continuing to bud and flower in monsoon condition. A repeat I know. But I don’t care. Respect.
There we have it, another Six on Saturday completed. Thanks Mr P. Another gold star on the chart for me?