You know, it is really a lot of horse manure that makes things grow. When we had almost finished the house I got the builder to move a mountain of horse manure from a paddock nearby to the garden - and I am still using it. The vegetable beds were all double dug at first but are now only lightly forked over and top dressed with manure.
This picture was taken in the first year showing the manure heap to the right and not much more than young raspberries (R did not like the golden ones so they are now wild by the far wall) and a load of potatoes and broccoli.
The blue is the top of the cold frame rescued from the previous garden.
How much do I work here,
Let me count the weeds.
There are most things - Horsetails, ground elder, bindweed, creeping buttercup, three kinds of willowherb, reeds, couch grass, BRAMBLES, nettles, thistles, dandelions, cress, enough, enough! Mind you I rather like the buttercup banking, the stately marsh thistle and the glory of dandelions - in the right place.
Today is heavy but we are still praying for rain. With all modern know-how etc why cannot it be arranged that it is sunny by day and rains at night? Fortunately, should a drought come, we have our own borehole so water is not a problem - it is just easier when it falls from the sky than out of a hosepipe.
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