The wind, in great and consistent gusts, is hot and drying. It carries dust which fills my lungs. My breaths are shallow, my sneezes many. I try not to rub my eyes, but they are bloodshot (and match my bruised, grazed skin). The dust is a haze down Goodwood Road and across to the hills. The fire danger is high.
I have been wearing a jumper all day, not thinking to take it off. Until now. Relief as stuffiness goes.
The door is left open by boys. The wind has chased even them in from their games of cricket and monster traps. The coats of dust on the floor and the kitchen bench grow.
Even my teeth feel gritty and dry.
I bring the still unplanted trees inside, and put them in the laundry sink. The ones we have planted could die. The water restrictions say buckets only for gardens. But I am thinking of sneaking out with a hose. We need the trees to live. I won’t of course.
I’ve checked the worms. They’re fine. Thriving. They seem not to have bloodshot eyes.
I already told you once. I hate spring. Especially when it comes before winter is gone.
adelaide from adelaide 
Wow, that’s a much less happy spring day than the one I had. But then, I don’t have hayfever. A nice, moody bit of writing.
Sneak out with the hose, i won’t tell anyone…….
I, too, have hayfever and am grumpy beyond belief, since I know from previous experience the magnitude of the migraine that may follow.
Yesterday was a happy spring day, Ariel. And Sunday was glorious. Much more like August should be.
It’s all right. I’ve done the buckets now.
Poor battered you! Shut the door and open a book.
It’s raining now. Real rain. So that’s lovely.
If your overall consumption is at or below what it should be, and you’re watering responsibly which of course you are, then I think establishing a couple of trees is a plus.
Spring has already sprung here for a couple of weeks. It’s depressing, as it might mean we’re in for a hot summer.
I think if you skip a couple of baths or showers, you can water a tree or two with the hose, especially if they are babies. THE BABY TREES MUST LIVE!
So glad you got some rain.
We had a week of summer, only much nicer, because there was no humidity, & no wind. It is all sullen & sulky again today…so spring!
I hate those Adelaide northerlies. Yuck. They bring back bad memories. I’m glad to hear you got some good rain later. I hope the trees make it.