They arrived yesterday!
Or at least I saw them for the first time over the high buildings in Carrer Girona – about 8 of them dipping and diving and shouting HOLA!!!
I shouted Hola back – rather to the amazement of all the people walking along the street.
Mad foreigner!
swifts
Granollers sky with swifts
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy:
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise
William Blake
Mediteranean Garden
It is lovely to have a terrace. My garden in Cornwall is wonderful and huge and green and abundant – and wet! Here there is plenty of sunshine and no grass to cut. Only tiles to brush to make eveything neat – of course I don’t do it every day but it’s a nice idea. And watering with a hosepipe every evening as the swifts fly overhead is very relaxing.
How fantastic to grow a bouganvillea
And roses in pots
But what has happened to the marigolds I sowed months ago?
And the nasturtiums have lots of leaves but no blossom
The morning glory is so much bigger without the slug/snail problem that always kills it in Cornwall but…………aren’t there supposed to be flowers?
The night scented stock – a disaster
It seems I have lots to learn about gardening here and it’s not as easy as you’d think.
What am I doing wrong?