The best rain of course is a cozy rain. The rain that falls on a day when you'd just as soon stay in bed a little longer, write letters or read a book by the fire, take early tea with hot scones and jam and look out the streaked window with complacency.
Susan Allen Toth
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The Rosebank garden after week long rain
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Dear Beautiful Spring Weather,
I miss you.
Was it something I said?
Kim Corbin
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Rain soaked tulips - looking like dying swans |
The sky was dark and gloomy,
the air was damp and raw,
the streets were wet and sloppy
Charles Dickens
After all the rain we have been experiencing over the past week or so - everything has grown considerably. The only colour I can see is green. Except for the bulbs and pansies, the garden at the moment is just fresh green foliage.
This is on the shadier side of the garden where the odd primula is still in flower, and at the back of the border, the Clematis Alpina is flowering
This is only its second year and it has really put on a lot of growth and looks lovely without any help from me at all.
Under the apple the Aquilegias and Sweet Rocket are burgeoning and I am hopeful for a great display in a few weeks.
The Chives in the raised bed, which I split and re-planted are doing well around the edges, together with the Garlic and California Poppies.
And the ground cover Strawberries have put on a lot of new leaf growth and are looking very healthy. So although it has been depressing being stuck indoors not able to do anything - the garden seems to be doing its own thing quite nicely.
The good rain,
like the bad preacher,
does not know when to leave off.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Rain scatters plum petals
Weeping stains the earth
One can only take shelter
And wait for clearing
Deng Ming Dao