In the northern hemisphere bloggers are complaining about their long cold winters and their need for spring. Here I am so over summer. It is autumn and it is 29 degrees (celsius), which is completely inappropriate. Tasmania should know better. The dirt has gone to dust and I suck it in when I dig in the garden; the 'lawn' has never looked so sad and uninviting; the flies ... the flies! the flies!
We are currently trying to rebuild a bit of a financial buffer and so have imposed a limit on petrol: one tank per month. That's almost gone and it's only the 15th, and so there's no trip to the beach. I am dying for something cool and blue.
Thus, I planted some of these:
Delayed gratification, yes, but cool and calming and something to get me through these dog days of summer.