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September 4th, 2016

How green is my terrace?

It’s been an age since I chatted about my little urban jungle, but ever since I tore a ligament in my foot last weekend, I’ve been spending more time than usual on our Delhi roof terrace.

Every evening, when the day’s heat dissipates a little, I head s-l-o-w-l-y & painstakingly upstairs, and then proceed to walk very slowly round & round & round, since I’m under doctor’s orders to walk – despite the plaster cast.

I can’t face walking on Delhi’s non-existent pavements (aka footpaths here) which are so encroached upon that one has to walk on the road.  Given that I would have difficulty jumping out of the way of traffic, and given the pot-hole-y nature of many local roads, I have decided that it’s preferable to walk round and round our roof terrace.

And so, as I walk, I dead-head the plants, hoik out the weeds, and dodge the dogs who race around like lunatics – poor things, they are missing their long walks in the forest, too.

They’re probably more dangerous than the Delhi traffic, if I’m being 100% honest, since a day’s worth of pent-up energy gets expended in the hour we spend up on the terrace together.

(Am averaging 1km an hour at the moment… 🙁 )

After all the rain last week, the plants are looking amazingly good, and are growing like Topsy.

The tubs of lemongrass are growing like weeds:

IMG_7295Note to self –  move some of them down to the flat, to try and combat the mozzies.

The Xmas trees are thriving, bless them.

Years ago, I bought lots of teeny Xmas trees at Rs 30 or Rs 40 a pop, and they just keep growing.  They are leggy and (between you me and the gatepost) not terribly attractive, but I love ’em, and every Christmas they get their moment in the spotlight:

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The kumquats are ripening nicely:

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And, excitingly, there are the beginnings of a fresh crop of lemons on That Lemon Tree.

The Lemon Tree has been a bone of contention between yours truly and the mali (gardener) and Bahadur for years.

Here –  read an earlier post about That Lemon Tree.

The truth of the matter is, I know that deep down, everyone is jealous of my lemon tree and that’s why they tell me all the time that it didn’t grow from a pip.

Bah!  Humbug!

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There are roses growing –  big fat, rather blowsy roses, that sadly only last for a day or so, but it’s a miracle they survive at all in the heat.  So I love then & cherish them during their brief flowering :

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The frangipani is a delight.  A very slow-growing delight, but gorgeous all the same :IMG_7269

And then there is my Easter Lily.  Quite.

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What word in its name does this dear silly Easter Lily not understand?!

All the other lilies flowered at –  yes – Easter, and then this pretty creature decides to flower now.

I can’t honestly say that I’m enjoying this enforced inactivity one little bit –  on the contrary, am counting down the seconds to when my cast comes off.

But this slow pottering around on the terrace, dead-heading away, is great fun.

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