Another cold morning here -- 25º F (or -4º C) as I type. The sky is clear and sunny this weekend and it looks nice outside, but the air is frigid, even during the daytime. I walked to the post office yesterday and snapped this photo of someone's dryer vent, pumping steam into the street like Puff the Magic Dragon.
The UK recorded its coldest temperatures in 15 years, somewhere up in Scotland. Granted, we're not that cold here in London.
We're pretty much staying indoors. Dave, Olga and I went to the pharmacy yesterday afternoon and we popped into Cafe Nero for a coffee, just to have a change of scenery. Quite a few people were there, seeking some convivial warmth.
There's some kind of road construction going on in the street near our flat. That house has been under renovation for a while and I think they had to dig up the pavement to get to the utilities.
Here's what the garden looks like.
Olga is not amused.
At midday I couldn't resist checking on the avocado. I parted a tiny section of its fabric covering and stuck my iPhone inside, blindly looking around with the video camera to see how it was coping:
It doesn't look too bad, does it? Hard to tell, and sometimes with plants freeze damage isn't immediately obvious. Some of the leaves near the top look darkened and possibly frost-bitten. But I'm encouraged. I could actually feel the temperature change inside the tree shroud, with just that little light bulb cranking out heat.
Meanwhile, on the warmth of our sunny dining room windowsill, our African daisy is blooming away!
We watched "Conclave" last night, which we rented on Amazon Prime. It was good but the twist didn't seem entirely believable to me. (I won't spoil the ending by saying any more!)
You are colder down there than we are which is quite a change. Our ice has thawed and we now just have drizzle.
ReplyDeleteI am willing your Alien Avocado to survive and thrive!