flowering plants, Uncategorized

Garden To Get a Drenching

I’ve checked the Bureau of Meteorology Website, and am preparing for some moderately heavy rains that appear to be on the way. There’s no rain yet, although the image indicates there is supposed to be. But even though rain and image aren’t matched up yet, the look of the yellow and orange indications won’t allow me to rest easy.

garden produceI can see actual clouds outside and they’re looking threatening too, so I’ll stay inside, or at least close to cover for a while. There’s the tail end of a football game on, and after that there’ll be another one, the dogs are all comfortable settled inside, and I don’t need to be out there in the cold. Winter was toying with us a while ago, letting Spring have a play, but the colder weather certainly hasn’t finished yet.

The seasons are funny things, aren’t they? We all rely on Winter running from June to August, then in September it’s Spring, and so on. But it doesn’t always follow those human rules, and why should it? Nature relies on many different things, and even though some of those things happen because of things mankind has done, that certainly doesn’t mean we are controlling Nature. Nature is controlling us.

At least, if mankind we clever, we would allow Nature to control us. But of course people only THINK we’re clever, but the reality is something else. We cut down trees to plant crops in places that had good rainfall and then are surprised when the rain stops coming. Trees help to bring the rain – Trees suck the moisture from soil through their roots, then the moisture travels throughout the tree and the moisture leaves the tree as transpiration from the tree leaves.

It’s a natural process, and a reliable one, that people would do well to understand. I’m looking outside and then at the BOM site and it still isn’t matched up – cold but dry out there at my place still, even though the website indicates otherwise. Ah well, as long as the roof does its job properly, we should be fine in here, when the rain gets here. If it gets here … still waiting.

Weather is a strange thing. Such an unpredictable thing, it is, but it’s reliably good as a conversation starter. If you’re meeting someone and can’t think of a thing to say, just mention the weather, and away the words will flow … Something like, “Hasn’t this winter been cold, lately?” will do it. The other person will agree, or not, and either way, that’s a conversation.

anankaPets are good for conversation starters. If you have a dog, or two, or three, you can ask someone if they have a dog, and if they do, they’ll love telling you about their precious pet. If they don’t have a dog, but have a different pet, then they can talk about that pet and you can both talk about the differences and similarities of your pets.

a-rose-by-any-other-nameGardens are good conversation starters too. Growing can be an obsession for some people and they can talk about their roses, or their pumpkins, or radishes , or petunias for hours if they get the chance. I’ve been enjoying all of the flowers we have growing at the moment. And I’m getting interested in our strawberries because of their flowers and the delicious fruit that will come in time, with sunshine and time.

Winter isn’t really the right time for strawberries, but ours grow in hanging pots under cover and so never really stopped producing fruit. When petals fall off, then the strawberry begins to grow. In sunshine the whole thing happens more quickly. At the moment we have several new strawberries coming along, with one of them beginning to change colour from green to pink/red. These winter strawberries are small though, the fruit we had before winter’s cold came along here bigger.

The rain seems to have started now, not heavy yet, but we’ll see how it goes. And the new game is getting ready to start now, Fremantle versus someone or other, and I’d better watch it, because I like Fremantle, it’s my second favourite AFL team. The Adelaide Crows weren’t able to give me a win for this round, so let’s see if Fremantle can do the job!

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dogs, Uncategorized

When the Pack Loses a Pack Member

It’s a sad time, but one that was always going to occur, in one way or another. The grizzling of the muzzle extended, over time, to grizzle most of this old girl. Ananka, once the fighting and fearsome Alpha bitch of the pack finally fell victim to age, and then to blindness, and at the end – victim to the blessed relief of euthanasia. Well, the humans of the pack hope it was a blessed relief for her … How to tell.

It was the decision we made earlier this week. Ananka’s rapid decline after the blindness seemed to come as rapidly, the walking into doors, walls, other dogs, everything. And then the day that she just stood there in the backyard, her final day, as it turned out. Just standing, seemingly unable or at least unwilling to go anywhere at all.

The vet we saw gave possible reasons, a few options, discussion on various methods, cures. But you can’t cure old age, as has been said over the years, Death comes to us all, in the End. ananka

This was Ananka, watcher, hunter, mother, pack member. This is the Ananka I want to remember for the rest of my life. The girl who took over when she could, and ruled the whole pack.

Ananka the runner, the jumper, the chaser of life, the hunter of the good things. Her children live on, and she lives on in our memories …

She inspired me too, with my poetic efforts, over the years, and my most recent poem inspired by Ananka was this one:

Ananka, our Pharaoh Hound

Always on the lookout

Never rests, even sleeping

Alert to all that’s going on

Needs action, loves

Killing the sparrows –

Avowed hunter

 

I say thank you Ananka, you gave much to us all.

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