Since last Saturday, it’s been ferociously hot. I’ve been up to my tonsils watering. Yes, I’ve made a note-to-self. There will be less pots next year. What was I thinking?
Anything over 25°C is very uncomfortable for me, and I’d be inclined to think that if plants could count they agree that 25 is enough.
Regular readers of my GrowWriteRepeat blog will be able to continue reading my updates here. Of course, they don’t yet know that it’s here, so I’ve a wee bit of homework to do. As my Welsh gardener friends would way, a diddy bit of work to do.
Slán go fóill,
Páraig (aka Baldylocks & The Three Hairs)