Dear weather,
I don’t want to sound ungrateful. Because I’m not. I’m really pleased that I don’t have to lug heavy watering cans around the lottie for an hour tonight. My maincrop and late potatoes are no doubt swelling with joy. And it’s great that my water butts have been filled up again.
But, you know, it would be nice to see the sun again. My green tomatoes would flush red with delight. The bees would be able to get back to working on polinating the flowers of the corn. I’d be able to collect the courgettes before they turned into marrows and pick some carrots before the slugs start some serious munching.
So, if you wouldn’t mind, could the rain stop for now and we have a lovely few sunny days? Just in time for the weekend. Everyone in Oxford could enjoy the choice of attending creative wood workshops at Barracks Lane Community Garden or the Elder Stubbs Festival on Saturday, and my lottie would be ever so pleased to see me on Sunday.
And I promise not to say “it’s too hot” next time it gets over 20 degrees.
Yours affectionally,
Gwenfar