Man alive. Has it been wet here lately. We've had a couple of late-afternoon tropics style downpours this week, on top of weeks of constant rain. The ground is absolutely saturated, so any new rainfall immediately forms enormous puddles.
Since we moved here in 2003, we've only had to deal with dry conditions. Looking longingly for rain year after year, it never occurred to me you can have too much of the stuff. You can.
Check out the garden. The weeds have run amok. The grapes are succumbing to fungus due to the extraordinary humidity, and it's too wet to spray. My valiant attempts to get one step ahead of the fruit fly have come to naught. Again, too wet to spray.
Over in the vegie patch, not much is happening. The seedlings I planted a few weeks ago have hardly moved, because until only a few days ago, it's been pretty cold too. The tomatoes are only about a foot tall, but are already fruiting, which is a bad sign. I've knocked off the tomatoes in an attempt to get them to put on some more growth.
The snails and slugs are having the party of the century, at the expense of whatever is in the garden. I've had to replant beans twice thanks to these blighters. Action Man picked up a bucketful of snails out of the agapanthus and fed them to the ducks. The sight was of a bucketful of snails was...mmmm..unusual. The sight of the ducks in a frenzy tucking into those snails was hilarious.
Meanwhile, I've been trying to raise seedlings for the first time. They've put on the first two leaves and stopped, and I have no idea why.
The only thing that seems to be thriving is the mushroom box.
Hope all your gardens are thriving...