Its hard to remain optimistic in the garden when everything is starting to look so tired through lack of rain.
Add to this the damage of two rogue frosts - one in late November and one in early December- unheard of !
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The Persimmon was seared badly, with the loss of its Spring lustre, but the fruits are hanging in there.
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As for the dahlias-
they are burnt to a crisp!
And the dam is one quarter full or three quarters empty.
The late afternoon sunlight however, turns a parched land into gold.