It’s the kind of wind and rain that would make an average winter day really miserable. But here I am inside in the heat – it’s still hot and really muggy, and I’m doing the happy dance at the sight puddles in the driveway. The kids will need raincoats on their first day back at school in what seems like an eternity. The summer holidays are over, everyone is pleased. I’m doing the happy dance again!
They say the rain will only last two days and then return to the hot dry days we’ve been having. Only two days? I’ll take it. That’s two days I don’t need to be on the end of a hose, and rain always does such a better job than me at quenching a parched soil. The garden will love it.
Although this reprieve from the baking weather is only short lived. The boffins have said so far this year it has been the driest for 50 years as we have only had 10% of the rain we normally get and it will take three months of normal conditions to return the land to normal. The problem is we are still a long way from having normal conditions. This is where I love my soggy boggy swamp soil. It will take this brief rain and soak up every last drop and hang on to it so tight that my plant roots won’t have far to go to find it.
I guess after weeks of dry I didn’t quite believe the forecasts and didn’t bring my washing in so when I heard the rain start in the night I started to worry – but not for my washing. I feared for my tomatoes. All this rain will dilute the flavour and split them. I lost sleep fretting over regret for not harvesting the ripe tomatoes yesterday. I consoled myself and returned to sleep by promising myself it would be the first job of the day. I just need to find my raincoat!
Come again soon – Yay for rain! Hoorrah!!
Sarah the Gardener : o )