Water works

Well, it didn’t rain. Not a drop.   But I have actually spent more than two hours with water this morning. An indulgence indeed.   We have our own water supply here on the property. It’s a spring that usually flows in rainy weather.   And therefore the twelve cubic metre tank is full at Christmas with the winter rains, and then slowly drains until the summer.   We then switch over to town water and don’t usually go back until October or so.

But this year it’s different. Mid July and the tank is still three quarters full.   We had those lovely soaking rainy weeks in the late Spring.   None since, but it has been enough.   And I am watering with impunity.   In fact the only thing stopping me from watering like mad twice a day is the time.   I just don’t possess enough of it.   But today I bunked off painting ceilings and decided to spend the early morning outdoors instead.

I have planted out the cucumbers which were pushing out of their pots up at the shed, and potted up the pak choy which are languishing.