Don’t you get sick of reading gardening books that make it all seem so simple. I have read and re-read sections on water features and it all seems so logical and straightforward. Just establish the water feature, plant the habitat and the frogs will come. Well I feel like I am waiting for Godot.
Chascade is established with a solar powered pump that does not disturb all the water at any one time and several overhangs which will protect tadpoles from birds. My plantings have taken and the bog sage is flowering. I have strappy plants and buttongrass and everything that self respecting frogs could need but to date all I seem to be nurturing is wrigglers!! I continue to wait.
In the rest of the garden things are ticking along. I fed my sick passionfruit iron chelate and that seemed to restore it to the point where it has fruited but it still is a less than robust yellowish green.
My sunflowers brought real joy into the garden and now that they have finished flowering I am going to dry out the heads and harvest the seeds before the birds do it for me.
The one job that I completed in January was to re pot my geraniums and now I am reaping the reward. Last Saturday before the deluge, I felt like I was living in Greece somewhere with balmy afternoon, a sailing ship on the river and red geraniums flowering behind a white railing.
Not quite a Greek island but reminiscent enough to make me think of white walls and narrow paths and blue doors and my first experiences of the Mediterranean more than thirty years ago.