After a very dry winter and now mid-spring with still no rain I look for colour wherever I can find it in the garden. Most of the colour can be found in pots but there are also some hardy blooms not bothered by a lack of water.
The daisies above need to be constantly dead-headed and watered but they reward me with dozens of happy smiling sunshiney faces, and my single potted rose bush continues to flourish outside the bedroom window.
The bougainvillea beside the carport was pruned back a couple of months ago and has since returned with an overflowing bouquet of magenta petals...
...and nearby my winter pansies are still hanging on, blooming in sunset colours and vivid white.
All our desert roses are rapidly dropping their leaves in order to accommodate continuous flushes of hot pink flowers and many have seed pods ready to burst...
...and just beside a pot of parsley some marigolds have self-seeded and are doing better than their 'mothers' did through our very warm winter.
There's also some fruit flowering in the front garden, self-seeded rockmelons (canteloupes) which may or may not survive once the wet season arrives...if indeed it does. The forecast is for high fire danger the remainder of the year and a late wet season after Christmas. Rockmelons need dry conditions, not heavy rains, and take around 12 weeks from flower to harvest. So this is a wait and see game for now.
Bess and Daphne have settled back into routine after the dog attack and though avoiding the front yard for over a week their curiosity got the better of them today and for hours they foraged under the syzygium hedge before returning to the familiarity of our back yard.
The days are hot again and in the afternoon they dig holes under the ixora and bottle brush bushes for a long dust bath until the sting of the sun subsides.
Then it's back to digging and scratching for bugs, especially where we've just watered.
The large guava tree has dropped most of its leaves now but that's quite normal in spring. We can see new growth beginning and in another month or so it will be lush and shady again - which is the main reason the coop is under that tree.
We plan to get or build a proper coop over the summer school holiday break (Dec-Jan) but for now they are happy to lay eggs and sleep in the converted aviary their previous owners used.
A bit of a concern today was when Bob-the-dog could not be found. He'd sneaked out the front gates as Mr E was driving off to work and as he's often wandering the yard it was a little while before I noticed him missing.
A search of the nearby area and then driving around a wider area, my migraine went into overdrive, but finally a lovely lady informed me she'd found Bob and dropped him off at a local veterinarian clinic. When I arrived at the vet's Bob was revelling in all the attention and not at all concerned about the stress he'd caused.
Home again, he jumped out of the car and you know what he did? Ran straight towards the gate to go adventuring again! We've noticed these past six months that at age twelve he's begun to do some odd things and there are inklings of canine dementia cropping up. It's important to keep him safe and be vigilant about going in and out the front gate from now on.
Honestly, with this latest run of a motorbike accident, the dog attack on our chickens and my husband, Cully May in hospital, and now Bob-the-dog going missing, I sat down this afternoon and said, "God, I'm over it all. One thing after another."
Then I poured a glass of cool sparkling water, took some medication for my raging migraine, and after some long deep breaths felt His peace flow over me. And I knew in that moment that there was no need to be distraught - every incident had left no lasting problems, but what they had done was given me numerous lessons in staying calm under pressure, the kind of pressure which catches you off guard, the kind you don't see coming.
I say it often because it's true - God wastes nothing, and all life is a series of lessons to grow us.
At the moment I seem to be growing in the area of unexpected crises. And as I write that my mind asks, "what next?" LOL!
On Thursday I have a free little gift for you, something you can make for yourself and someone else...
For now I'm going to take it easy for the rest of the evening. My migraine eased right off around dinner time but there's a slight dull ache remaining which if I don't watch it will build again overnight and I can't let that happen because I have a date at the Aquarium in the morning with Blossom, Cully May and Rafaella...and I simply cannot miss that.
God bless you and keep you close. May He lift your weary eyes and strengthen your tired heart, give you a refreshing sleep tonight and a spring in your step tomorrow. May His grace abound in your character and His kindness be mirrored in your words.
hugs and blessings