Garden Days – and so it begins!
This is our new ‘garden’ – otherwise known as the overgrown patch that makes me feel a bit wobbly if I think about it too much. So much to be done! There are a number of trees that have gone absolutely wild, quite literally. They need cutting back or taking out completely so that we can get a little sunlight in there. Horace says he’s probably going to need a chainsaw. I say, I daren’t watch him with one of those things, they scare me witless! He needs his fingers to pull weeds out, I’m terrified he’ll chop them off or something.
There is a heck of a lot to be sorted, and it’s hard to know where to start. I need to draw up some kind of plan with paper and pencil, but that is a rainy day job, today the sun shone! Instead I got my big boots on, got the wheelbarrow, the spade and the fork and dug for England! I’ve started on the raised beds, and have emptied one of them of weeds today, so that’s a start at least. I found this little fellow hopping around, so I know there’s wildlife lurking in the garden already, which I think is fabulous. I’m hoping to encourage all sorts of beasties into our garden.
There’s a load of rubbish to be cleared too, which looks ever so attractive. I shall be calling myself ‘Mrs Stig of the Dump’ from this day forth! (picture the flies buzzing happily around my head). I cannot wait to get hold of a skip and get rid of this lot. Skanky horrid stuff. Some of it must be useful, but it’s tempting to just get rid of it as soon as possible, it looks so ugly sat there.
We have collapsed sheds too! I wish we lived in India so we could hire an elephant to shift this stuff. (random thought for the day).
Still, despite all the work, there’s some hope! The Blackberry bushes are blooming, so we’ll at least have them to pick, and there’s a few raspberries in one of the abandoned raised beds – they’ll go nicely with some ice-cream for the kids some time. Speaking of which, the kids love their new domain! It makes me feel so unbelievably happy to see them dragging sticks around, digging in compost heaps for worms, piling branches up for dens and running rings around trees and each other. My happiest childhood memories are of playing outside. In particular I remember dragging an old decrepit mattress half way up a tree, and thinking it was the best tree house in the world. I want these sort of memories for my two, if I can instil a love for the great outdoors in them, then I’ll have done something right I feel.
Today I was out there on my own, the kids were in school and nursery so I got quite a bit cleared from one very small patch. Although it was easier to get things done, I did miss the kids’ giggling and them running around with woodlice etc. Plenty of time for that though! It was wonderful to be outdoors, the sun shone, my shoulders burnt, the leaves cast speckled shadows, and for a couple of hours all I focused on was lugging bits of greenery about. Heaven! Which brings me nicely to my very last photograph, a Forget-Me-Not blue sky. The heavens and the clouds were particularly beautiful today.