Hello my lovelies!
It has been quite a while since I wrote a post here, I’ve been incredibly busy and in demand, it’s not easy being me.
In fact, last time I wrote a blog post was during Hurricane Ophelia in October and I’ve been struggling to know how to begin again. Winter was tough this year, I barely visited the plot and as always, I lost the desire to dig while the world was dark and cold. it happens every damn year, yet every damn year, I begin to think I should just give it all up and stop this wild gardening ride I’m on.
But don’t panic, that’ll never happen.
I’ve been racking my brains trying to figure out how to make a comeback, because, lets face it, you all miss me. I know you’ve been lost without me.
My gardening bollock naked advice, my endless photos of my welly-shod legs in ever more compromising positions in the garden, my plots to help you all use your exes corpses as compost. I’d be taking away something truly beautiful from the world.
In fact, I even considered giving up the blog entirely until I realised I am pretty much the Slim Shady of Irish horticulture and I had an obligation to you all to struggle on, because it would feel so empty without me.
So, this week, I’ve realised there has been a perfect storm of events to bring me back to blogging life.
The so-called Beast from the East (or Storm Emma) has landed in Ireland. Here in Dublin, things have been particularly bad. It’s absolutely pelting snow outside and the wind is picking up pace. It is set to be the most severe snow event in Ireland in my lifetime.
There are red weather warnings in place and we’ve been told to stay indoors from 4pm today until 3pm tomorrow. There is zero public transport and I’ll be working from home.
Myself and my colleagues at Buzz.ie and the Irish Daily Star are working away all day to bring you whatever updates you need so make sure to follow us for all your snow related news needs.
The nation is also currently gripped in a catastrophic bread crisis, with sliced pans becoming the country’s most valuable commodity.
Side note: I just checked the #breadmageddon hashtag on Twitter and one of my tweets was in the top featured and I feel MAD important and famous now lads:
— FionaGrowsFood 🌿 (@FionaGrowsFood) February 28, 2018
And so, I am on my sofa, trapped by the weather yet again, and this is the perfect way to get back to blogging.
My winter gap, bookended by two storms.
I finally got back to my garden last week after my winter of discontent. The weather was absolutely glorious, I was in a t-shirt, digging, weeding, planting. That was exactly seven days ago.
Actually, one benefit of being a gardener in weather like this is the endless supply of sexy fleeces, wooly socks, hats, thermal vests, gloves and wellies you have at your disposal.
Another red weather warning is just about to take effect as Storm Emma finally moves across the country and meets the polar air that has been bringing the snowfall.
Much like a great love story, two imperfect bodies will crash together and fuckin’ ruin everything in their path.
Bitterly cold & v windy for the rest of today, with hail/snow shwrs. Later this eve blizzard-like conditions with heavy & continuous snow will arrive in S. Temps will remain sub 0 today in strong E winds with gale gusts giving significant wind chill. pic.twitter.com/btSqogX6io
— Met Éireann (@MetEireann) March 1, 2018
I know many of you are probably worried about your seedlings right now, I know you are. Thankfully I’m a procrastinator and haven’t actually planted any yet so for once, my laziness is actually paying off.
The allotments are closed for the rest of this week due to the weather warnings so even if I did have seedlings in the polytunnel, I wouldn’t be able to bring them inside. However, if you do have seedlings outside, sorry lads, they are – for want of a better word – fucked.
However, all is not lost. Today is the first day of March. It is still the very, very beginning of gardening season here in Ireland. You still have plenty of time to get growing so, instead of worrying about your plants (we all do it, it’s ok, nobody else actually understands, but it’s perfectly normal), just do one thing.
Please, please, please, take one slice of precious bread if you have any and leave it outside for the birds with a bowl of hot water. Our birds need help, they’re bleedin’ freezing. I have a robin in my garden today and I’ve been feeding him bread (don’t shoot me, I know we’re having an end of the world bread event right now).
If it helps, you can sing that feed the birds song from Mary Poppins while you’re doing it and feel like a fuckin’ saint.
Otherwise, it’s looking like this weather is only set to get worse, it won’t begin to thaw out until at least Sunday and the likelihood is, as gardeners, we’ll still be dealing with the effects of this for a couple of weeks. The ground will be too frozen to dig and too cold to plant in for quite some time now.
So, if you, like me, were worried that you are behind, Storm Emma is a great big reset button.
The snow is covering all your sins. It is a great white blanket of reflection. So, stay safe, stay warm and stay indoors and before you know it, it will be May and I’ll be looking for a new excuse for my plot procrastination.