October 22, 2000
Spring officially (by order of the descendants of King Arthur at Camelot no doubt) begins in New Zealand on September 1st but, like most natural phenomena, will not be dictated to.
We had our winter last week. A freezing blast from the Southern Ocean brought a metre of snow to the mountains and good falls at low levels. The ski field operators who had had a good season anyway, saw gold falling with the snow as it was the first week of school holidays too. But mother nature loves a bit of fun, so she sent very warm rain on Sunday to wash it off again and send us rushing for shorts and swim suits.
I love spring. We are right into gales and rain today. Tomorrow we get the wind without the rain and the next day, maybe, the rain without the wind. Somewhere in this squabble between the seasons there will be sunshine, and in fact we seldom get a day without it. This is especially so of course now that daylight saving time is here and the night is banished further towards the morning.
For the last couple of months the Camellias have been showing off a bit. Wanganui has, until recently, been free of Camellia blight, and although some gardens are affected there are still many that produce bushes so loaded with fresh looking blooms that I could almost be tempted to like them. Coming from Auckland which was a little warmer and more humid, I had never seen a botritis free Camellia bloom, whereas here in Wanganui it is the norm.
Rhododendrons are waiting in the wings and some, it has to be said, are becoming quite impatient about it. Late October sees the New Plymouth Rhododendron Festival (the biggest and best in NZ) which is always a major drawcard for the city. |