Ní hé lá na gaoithe lá na scolb!
A saying from childhood: The windy day is not the day for thatching - everything in its time, in other words. We might extend the saying today: Ní hé lá na gaoithe lá na scolb … ná lá na garraíadóireachta ach an oiread - nor the day for gardening either.
A quick “Google” tells me that there are equivalent sayings from other sources: The English, “A reed before the wind lives on, but the mighty oak falls”, The Bible’s “There is an appointed time for everything, and a time for every affair under the heavens” etc. all suggesting that it is better to accept things as they are. The Italians put it well: “Chi piscia contra il vento si bagna la commiscia” -He who pisses against the wind, wets his shirt.
After such a long period of confinement (11 weeks today!), we become impatient to be active and our activity is gardening as we no longer leave home to go for what had been our daily walk. The alternative to gardening for us is sitting indoors, reading, writing, watching television, online or whatever, but physically inactive. Having said that, Mary has left the room to make a cake, a ginger cake, which will be very nice indeed!
We have had strong winds overnight, with steady rain, and the wind continues to blow today with strong gusts. There has been little of no damage; some small twigs broken from trees, leaves shredded from trees and shrubs but these will all regrow. A few lighter herbaceous perennials are standing at a bit of a tilt but they may straighten themselves up or, if not, they will be fine when they grow next year - I may, or may not, give a little support to them this year, to the dear and precious ones anyway! We’ll see!
So, it is an indoors day; not the day for gardening!
Take care! Be safe etc!
