From the fag-end of autumn in Europe to the first day of summer in NZ. It doesn’t feel like summer! Everything seems lush & green, as though there’s been a great deal of rain since I’ve been away. But it’s lovely, the walk to work almost like being in the countryside. And the bird song! Wonderful.
The vegetable garden at home, however, such a disappointment. Only the tomatoes seem to have grown. The lettuce, silver beet, peas, zucchini … they all look stunted, struggling, unhappy. The plentiful harvests of last summer may not be repeated this year. But I’ll embark on a programme of determined watering & tender care, and see what happens.
Still, it’s good to be home.