Can you dig it?

Our Sundays have a new agenda; and it is giving me blisters.

First stop is the plant market on Sukhumvit Road next to the abysmal Mini Siam. I have lived here more than ten years and was never aware there was such a thing as a plant market on the weekends; but now it is part of our life. As she who must be obeyed is involved, the shopping has a predictable flow to it. We agree what parts of the garden at to receive our horticultural attention and what sort of plants we are looking for. Then we walk round the whole damn market; buying things that have no relation to our original purpose. Only once we are loaded down with irrelevancies does she declare that we have not addressed our shopping needs, but it is getting hot, so we will “come back next week”. Which we do, and repeat the tragic cycle.

We were given a couple of golden bamboo plants as a present a week or so ago. I declared an interest in acquiring some more; but was over-ruled by management on the grounds that the bamboo would spread itself everywhere anyway. Needless to say we then went and bought some more bamboo today.

“I thought you said we shouldn’t buy any more.” “Why not, it’s pretty.”

So we came home and now we have the makings of a bamboo grove in a year or so:

We bought some other stuff, all of which was green so I had little interest in it; although I believe some of it will be edible at some point. And I made a little impulse purchase of my own. The lady trying to sell it to me said it was called “love at first sight”, which it almost certainly isn’t; or maybe she was describing her reaction to my rugged features. Whatever, it should be called “another plant which looks interesting to photograph, after which I will lose interest in it and it will die.”

I did indeed take a couple of snaps later in the afternoon; but then my card reader died so this has been via the iPad; but there is certainly some pretty potential there:

The reason I could not take a photo until later in the afternoon is because the downside of buying plants is that we have to plant them when we get home; which means I have spent the afternoon with a spade and assorted other recently acquired gardening implements. It’s hot and tiring; but also fun and satisfying; especially the bit at the end where we fall into the pool for a cool down.

I think I dig living in a house, even if it does involve a lot of digging.

Comments 🔗

2014-09-14 | Robert Morgans says

I love the garden but hate gardening. Oh, to win the lottery and have it all done for us. I can dig that!

2014-09-14 | Chang Noi says

Been there done that and indeed bamboo his hard to kill and grows very quick. Now the good thing is that your new wheels do not have space for flower shopping … otherwise upcountry tours would end-up in flower shopping tours. So what small section of the garden is yours? I am assume the rest of the garden will be herb’s, vegetables and fruit.

2014-09-15 | genuinej says

Any space for a snake pit?

2014-09-16 | Grant says

There may be room near the bamboo grove where the giant carnivorous centipedes breed…

2014-09-16 | Parry says

Garden heaven! Don’t go near bougainvillea though, grows like Japanese Knotweed.

2014-09-17 | Spike says

I have been assigned a muddy corner. There will be tomatoes.