Finally rain has arrived at Casa Debbio.
We have had almost no rain since the beginning of March. My grass was dry and crisp and the fruit trees were badly in need of a good soaking. This has been a strange spring for many reasons.
The garden is growing and will do even better with this rain.
The quince tree is covered with flowers.
The cherry blossoms are falling and tiny cherries will soon appear.
The kiwi vines are doing well.
The May bushes are flowering.
The weeping cherry has leaves.
Lilacs are flowering.
Wisteria is still growing over the pergola in front of the house and beginning on the one on the side.
Bleeding heart flowers are delightful.
The Judas tree is bright pink. It is still a baby, only about 2 metres high. It will get bigger and better.
My peonies are opening daily.
Lockdown continues and life goes on. A few small restrictions have been lifted and I felt it would be OK to go down to Ponte a Serraglio to collect a few things from our apartment. I went early in the morning, spoke to nobody, and quickly gathered what I needed.
It is very sad to see my little village looking so forlorn. Bar Italia is closed and there is no life in the piazza. It makes me realise how protected I am from the reality of this lockdown. I have my garden to walk in and looking after my plants gives me something to do. I feel desperately sorry for those shut inside for weeks and those having to work on the frontline to keep things going.
I did my weekly shop on my return from Ponte and gathered some plants from the nursery. Here is my haul.
Filippo and I spent the next day planting geraniums and continuing to fill gaps in the garden.
We also converted an old table into a planter. I can’t wait to see how the flowers fill the top.
With the rain coming I picked a few peonies and snowballs to have inside so I could enjoy them. They get sodden in the rain and droop with the weight of the water.
I hope you are all doing well in the lockdown. I wonder when it will be over.