June is about to hit us in all it’s glory and guess what? There are some ski-slopes opening in the Pyrenees this weekend!!
France has had it’s coldest May since the year diddly squat and the tourist trade is down some 80%.
Thankfully I have a simple solution to all this gloom; head over to good old ‘warm welcome in the valleys’ Wales.
Thus I sit here watching the latest downpour having once managed a walk in the woods and clicked one picture before getting drenched, whilst dodging falling trees.
Having spent the last couple of weeks in France without guests, I’ve had significant time to launch a counter attack against the evil weeds that seem to pop out of nowhere.
It has taken a few years to adapt gardening techniques to living near the Med. Despite the showers, I know full well that in a couple of weeks we will be suffering drought conditions. Good for the guests but the ground quickly gets honeycombed with 'cracks of doom’ ready to swallow the inattentive.
Thus I have had to develop systems to combat these desert conditions. Years ago we spent a great deal on a watering system that works splendidly, unless it is dry, whence the farmers claim their right of ownership over every last drop.
Plan B was to water by hand. Hopeless.
Plan C is to protect the roots of all the trees in the lawn. Thus the new 'spotty’ look I have given to the garden; the product of many hours hard labour.
The good thing about this weather is the delay of the dry season, giving me time to prepare and giving the flowers sustenance. So here are pictures of this spring’s flowers. Please note: the excitement level of these pictures may be too much for those of a weak demeanour.
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