Daylight saving or ‘summer time’ arrived in our part of Australia the other week and with it came the start of gloriously long, light evenings.
It’s given me a renewed energy for the warm weather ahead and instead of coming home from work feeling tired and ready to hunker down for the evening, I find myself wanting to potter about and get little jobs done, so they’re not eating into my precious days off.
One job though, I’m finding less of a chore and more of a wonderful little ritual…
An inevitable part of having a garden in Australia is watering. Even in the most tropical of locations, there’ll be times of the year when the rain doesn’t fall and lawns, pots and beds will need a drink. It’s been particularly dry in our part of the country (we’ve had around half of our average yearly rainfall to date), so in order to keep everything alive, Adam and I have been watering regularly.
While much of the garden is made up of hardy natives, that manage to survive on meagre amounts of moisture, there is a growing collection of pot plants at our house, that require regular watering.
In the cooler weather I find it a bit of drag to pop outside and give the plants a drink, but now it’s warm and bright it’s something I look forward to daily.
It’s a task I often do as soon as I get home from work. I put my bag away, kick off my shoes and wander out into the evening sun, slowly unfurling the hose. There’s a lovely peacefulness, after often hectic days, of standing in silence just listening to the water force its way out of nozzle, and watching the water soaking into the parched soil in the pots.
The smell of those first few spurts of water, combined with the hot plastic of the hose from the day’s sun and the dampening the earth is a distinctly Australian summer smell to me. I also love taking the time to watch the water move over the plants: the way the tiny droplets cling to leaves in the golden afternoon light, there’a beauty in it all.
Watering the pot plants probably only takes about 10 minutes, but it’s becoming a really cathartic part of my day. It’s chill out time after work, when I can let my brain start to unwind and transition into the relaxation of the evening. I find when I’m done I feel a sense of ease and I’ve left the worries and stresses of the previous eight hours behind me… if only that was the case for all chores!
Do you have any jobs you find ‘relaxing’?
Have a wonderful week. x