End of January, 2022.
Even though a La Nina was predicted, we’re having a heat wave. Is summer more humid that it used to be? It feels very tropical this year.
Constant humidity.
Temperatures hovering 28-35, highs overnight from about 19-25.
Salt crystal lamps sweating if not turned on all the time, hence I’m starting to get rid of them in favour of Elemental Design crystal lamps.
Most of the garden is burnt to a crisp, despite watering.
Strong harvest of cherry tomatoes, all of which I’ve given to neighbours, because I can no longer eat tomatoes. I enjoy growing them, though.
- invest in better tubs for tomatoes for next year.
The bamboo, which I thought was dead, has come back, with green leaves in amongst the dried, dead straw-coloured leaves. Roots too near the surface though.
- how to dig them in deeper in such compacted, undernourished soil?
Mint, oregano both burned and dead.
New basil plants well watered and thriving thus far.
Geraniums flourishing, but nothing kills them.
The pineapple sage is crispy. Not dead I don’t think.
- more hummingbird sage plants needed. Buy in early autumn.
Time to pull everything out of the tubs, re-vitalise the soil, and plant broccoli and spinach for winter.
Not much sign of lorikeets atm.
I hear the magpies and ravens early morning.
Galahs and corellas foraging madly.
Haven’t heard a kookaburra in a while.
White butterflies everywhere. Cabbage whites?
Saw tiny pale blue/grey butterflies yesterday. They didn’t stop still long enough for me to get a photo for identification.
Days very slowly getting shorter, sun up a minute later every morning, dark a minute earlier.
Lammas on the 31st/1st. First harvest festival. I’m supposed to bake bread. I cannot be bothered. Not only don’t I know how, but finding out how to bake gluten free sourdough is just too hard. Plus, I’d never keep the yeast alive. Supposed to be keeping away from carbs anyway. (So much for that. I had cheese on toast yesterday morning, chips with my dinner.)
None of my billy buttons came up, but L’Occitane in the Block Arcade in Melbourne had a huge display of what I think was dried billy buttons spilling out of their iconic French provincial bicycle out the front of their store. They looked a bit too yellow for billy buttons though…. Ugh, asking through their website is pointless. I got sent to ‘gift wrapping’. I’ll have to phone them.
Rain two nights ago, more rain promised today. Adelaide has been inundated, so I guess it’s our turn for a taster of that lovely rain. It could rain for days and my garden would still be thirsty.
I sweat all the time. We’ve invested in a big tub of powdered Gatorade, and both of us are drinking it daily. I’m also having water, iced herbal teas, plenty of salad, and switchel. I miss Remedy’s finger lime switchel so much. I can only order a slab of blood orange cans from Remedy, as nowhere stocks it in store. Or buy from Gorgeous George, but honestly, I don’t love any of their switchels.
- talk to The Fermentary about learning to make lime switchel, or berry switchel.
My body still feels overweight, heavy, sweaty. My hair is heavy. But my body feels clean, like I’ve attended a daily sauna. I’m sticking mainly to cool smoothies of a morning. Chai yesterday was a huge mistake. I won’t be doing that again until cooler weather, I don’t think.
I crave mint teas, Tea Tonic’s Blue magic(rose and mint in it), digestive teas. I crave salty foods, a lot of bloody hot chips dammit, and salads. Chicken. All the time skinless roast chicken. Sometimes fish.
Creativity at a low. I think my mind and body are waiting for cooler weather, and better sleep. I crave the sight of lush green, and water. Not beach, but cool English forest, rippling creeks, shady trees.
I’m deep into witchy memoirs such as THE WHEEL. Craving inhabiting my magic in a quiet way.
It doesn’t feel like the right time of year for me to be planning, sowing seeds, organising. It feels like quiet time, like I’m still in the liminal state between Xmas and New Year, when I don’t know what day it is, and hope the fridge is full of leftovers.
I presume this phase will pass, but right now, it’s reading and quiet thinking time.