The leeky cauldron

I am gorging myself on Harry Potter talking books as I work.   And I find that you get very silly and start giving names to your tasks and the garden that are in some vague way related to Hogwarts.   Thus the mulberry tree on the terrace is the womping willow, and planting fifty leeks in the blazing sunshine in the vegetable bed was like being in a leeky cauldron of sweat. My friend Sarah is probably the only reader who will get this joke.

Charming, I know, but heat will do these things.   I have watered the lovely orchard and olive trees,which are far from lovely.   But one of the teensy trees is fruiting for the first time. I need to mulch these plants to hold off the encroaching rich weeds.