Celebrate cactii
They just don’t die
Easily anyway
Not too thirsty
Find the balance
Wet or dry?
Keep them happy
They’ll thrive
Cactii
Tag: dry
Hay-fever and health.
It’s been hot so I’ve got the back door open. But it’s dry and breezy and now my nose and eyes are streaming. I think I’ve let a lot of pollen in.
I’ve also just had the shingles vaccination this afternoon. I’ve had shingles in the past, and it’s not a nice illness to get. I was warned the injection might cause pain in my arm, and it has! It’s a real deep aching sharp pain! It may also cause flu like symptoms. Consequently I’m feeling very tired, achy, and not much like walking the short distance to shut the door!
Wish me luck. I am in no danger, just being a wuss!
Rain due
Pressure dropping
Rain from the west
Due to fall
Maybe just April showers
We need it
We have fires burning
In the countryside
Dry March and April
And high pressure
Blue skies are lovely
Sunshine is great
But sometimes the rain
Must fall.
We need rain….
What I suspected is true. Parts of the United Kingdom have had their driest March in 60 years. I even went out and watered my plant pots today as my daffodils are starting to wilt.
My Cherry and Pear trees still have tightly furled buds and are not showing any sign of opening, their blossoms held in stasis until the rain swells the plant cells to make them pop open.
March is usually wet and windy for at least part of the month. But not this year, the clouds lifted and blue skies sparkled. I guess the farmers are starting to panic now. It was so warm today I left my coat off and wore a tee shirt.
No rain for a month
See cloud man fly
As he floats by..
Oh my word! It’s been so dry,
There’s been no rain, I wonder why?
The clouds do roll across the sky
But squeeze them, they stay dry.
Most of May it wasn’t wet
Or if it was then I forget…
From sun-up to sunset!
High pressure domed
Across us roamed
Mild dry air
No rain to spare.
Just high uv
Sunburn you see
So let it rain
And rain again!
Buds required
Come on rain, its been the driest February for years. The trees and bushes need a good sprinkling of rain. I can see tiny buds on our willow tree but they aren’t opening. The branches and twigs are bare. We may get some snow this week. But I didn’t know that ten centimetres of snow is equivalent to one centimetre of rain? That’s because fallen snow is mainly made up of air (think of how snow flakes are crystals that branch and leave gaps and air pockets). Let it rain, for a while, water the trees, please!
Dry eye
Dry as dust
No tears fall
The end of fuss
Cracked and dull
Sadness ends
Emotions pall
Memories shrink
Till nothing at all
Moistens my eyes
My eyelids won’t fall.
Watching paint dry?
Flaking paint scatters
Like dry blue snow
Bubbled by sunight
A patch of metal on show
So scrape off the old
And paint on the new
Go on, be bold
Then damp as the dew
Paint the wall gold
A liquid will run
Until it solidifies
In the hot sun.
Mallaband-Brown 