It feels like ages since I updated my garden blog.
Though there was this particular thought which constantly reminded me like an alarm bell to maintain & follow-up with my blog and (my comments) with other fellow gardeners,
somehow the fact of procrastination had overtook and eluded me in a state of belief that there is always tomorrow.
Finally I had to face my demon.
(or in this case - my garden)
My garden have more weeds than my prized plants.
I had just managed to uproot weeds last week just at a portion of my garden. And weeds - somehow they just don't uproot alone, they grab 1/3 of my soil from the pot and I have to reconsider re-using that soil as it may contain more weed seeds.
It rained when I started my weeding project.
And guess what. It always rains when I just get my hands started in any of my gardening job. Any moment I start to set my garden tools - I could see the darkening of the clouds followed with the rumbling in the sky.
And when I think its wise to pack-up and clean up before the downpour...
- Guess what: Its a sunny day all over again.
Again, thinking its sunny,
all is not too late and I arrive myself to garden
(you guess it again)
It started to drizzle...followed by a heavy rain.
God must be funny,
or probably he intended to water his garden same time as I garden.
Perhaps, who knows...
This has been happening for these few weeks
and had totally wrecked my mood in gardening.
the weeds are enjoying their moment of their lives & the garden look so terrible.
Unkempt like a unshaven beggar on the streets,
a showpiece of what takes place when annuls had finished their season and taken over by weeds and the last remaining surviving ones barely pushing their flowers in the tall heavy mass of weeds.
I have also noticed whitefly had invaded my garden,
they had infested on most of my plants, (begonias & roses).
Most of my coleus and joyweed had come to a matured stage,
if I don't replant them - they will start to rot and dry up.
(probably I will just maintain the hardy ones)
Oh.. what a sore eye.
And on top of that - it rains...again.
And I can here my wife laughing, "I told you so.."
Well, all is not at loss.
I did have a moment of joy when I discovered that my bougainvillea experiment turned out good.
Good as in a sense - out of 6 pots only 1 survived.
Again, I didn't have pots
(I had reused the plastic water bottles as a temporary plant containers)
My orange jasmine started to bloom.
For some strange reason all of the ixora flowers had turned out to deep blackberries.
(probably its a berry-ixora)
Wishbone flowers have been sprouting very nook & corner of my garden. To date, I have 3 different varies and I really have no idea how they came from.
And of course -
I can take the luxury of forgetting to water my garden.
Well, almost everyday.
The not-so-successful bougainvilles experiment.