It was hard to keep my garden alive last summer. Water restrictions, a dreadful heat wave and a broken foot made a bad combination. The weeds seemed to thrive though, sans attention, sans water, sans just about everything.
Somehow my precious plants survived – stunted, to be sure, and probably miserable. Then the wettest winter/spring I’ve ever known since moving to Canberra brought everything to life again.
Water is an amazing thing… Especially when it’s free and comes out of the sky, rather than out of a garden hose.
Now I have to mow the lawn – regularly! This is not a chore that bothers me. At the moment it’s a novelty, as the ‘lawn’ has been dead for 5 years – I think I mowed it twice in 5 years, and I’ve had to mow it 5 times in the last couple of months!
Sticky weed (cleavers) needs bugger-all encouragement, water or food to grow, thrive, take over the universe. Horrible stuff – it comes out easily, but puts up one helluva fight against your skin…
Wandering out there, tweaking out the odd weed and surveying the good things that are growing got me to thinking that a lot of other things in life are like my garden. If they’re not tended they get overgrown. Noxious weeds take over and strangle the struggling flowers.
And if you don’t water the garden, the good stuff won’t grow.