Happy last Saturday of August! A big thanks to Natalie of Natalie the Explorer for hosting WeekendCoffeeShare each weekend.

After a painfully long dry spell of over 3 months, the sky finally delivered a good dose of rain this week. On the days that rained, the humidity in my room shot up to 50% when, normally, it would be around 20%. I felt the surge in humidity almost right away. I was sweating and my clothes were clinging to my skin. It was an uncomfortable feeling.

The biggest storm was delivered on late Wednesday night, while I was asleep. I wish I heard it but my windows were shut because I was worried rain would get in and ruin my work computer and computer monitor. I only knew the storm was big by how wet the soil was when I went out to for my daily garden walk on Thursday. The buckets and trays I left lying around was also full of water. I consolidated the water into a single bucket to be used in the garden later.

During the daily lull on Thursday, I went out and took these photos. I love how extra green and perky the plants looked after the rain. It was only quarter after 10 in the morning but the sun was already blasting, as you can tell in the photo of the amaranth flower. This is my first time growing this flower and I love how different this looks compared to the other flowers. I’ve also been told the seeds are edible.

I don’t think I’ve taken a photo of the butterfly bush (Buddleja) this year yet. I cut it almost to the ground early this year, hoping it wouldn’t grow into a giant bush but instead, I think I made it angry because it turned into a bigger giant than last year. I still love its pink flowers though. It’s attracting more hummingbirds to my garden than ever before. I feel like I should put in a hummingbird feeder in the front garden because what kind of host would I be if I don’t greet my garden guests?

Underneath the butterfly bush is the chives. I grow chives primarily to reduce the pest population in my garden. Its aroma is repulsive to me as I do not eat anything in the onion family. Its aroma reminds me of the time when my grandparents forced me to eat green onions. I don’t know whether I’m allergic or something but I have an auto-reflexive gag when it comes to anything onion-related. Still, I can’t say I hate the plant because I don’t.

After two days of rain and cloud cover, it was once again time to put the shade cloth back over the sensitive crops because it was back to sunshine with no clouds.

Anyway, I appreciate you stopping by and hope you will have a wonderful week ahead.