The garden is flourishing, perhaps too much? Our white birches stand tall at the far end of the garden as do the swathes of uncut grass.
Time for the strimmer?
And then there is the gunnera getting bigger and bigger.
The Evolution of a small garden, lots of mistakes, lots of hard work, for those who love gardening.
The garden is flourishing, perhaps too much? Our white birches stand tall at the far end of the garden as do the swathes of uncut grass.
Time for the strimmer?
The garden is out of control, well my control. The bottom hedge is fifteen feet high, the paths are overgrown and hedges sprouting. The grass is waist high and the wildflower meadow is desperately short of most of the flowers I sowed etc.
We are short of butterflies and bees, veg is being eaten by rabbits, mice, snails, slugs, pigeons but not us.
Everywhere is so lush, so prolific and with the warmth R has bought a white agapanthus to join the blue and put out the aeonium in the same bed.
She weeds and weeds especially the creeping jenny that has s-p-r-e-a-d.
Elsewhere we have two flowers on the big magnolia and other stuff -
And for some reason it is a hydrangea year -
Elsewhere we have yellows, violas and roses, daisies and alchemilla.