It is windy here today. Right this moment our little garden is being tormented by violent gusts of wind.

I’m sure everyone here in Wellington feels they get the worst of it where they are but where we live, it truly seems like the wind fights with itself, gusts turn against each other and a vicious battle ensues. And our little garden, the battle field.

Let’s not think about the wind.

If we imagine our plants safe, can we make it so? I’m willing to try. So here goes…

Here are some photos from yesterday.

This is our first attempt to grow cucumbers.

We have some blossoms.

And a little cucumber.

I like the idea that the wind is blowing our worries away, as a colleague suggested today.

Maybe that’s why it’s still blowing, perhaps there are still troubles that need to be blown away.

Today’s harvest (a quick snap seconds before the wind scattered everything) 🌱

May the angry gusts of wind whipping around our house threatening to pick us up (and deliver us to Oz?), turn to a gentle breeze in time to lull us to sleep.

But before that, may first all your troubles be blown away.