What is this strange feeling I’ve found while poking around in my flowerbeds ? Surely I’m not turning into a Gardener ?
I’ve been weeding around the alpines as they’ve grown, I did take away the protective sea shells once the plants were established, but the cat visited again so I’ve put some back as the cat doesn’t like them. I was a little disappointed last year with the lack of flowers on most of the alpines, but they’ve more than made up this year.
The daffs did well in the right bed, but not so well on the left. I’m planning on adding a border of daffs in the front garden this year so I can just pop a few in the left bed at the same time.
I moved a few of the larger bulbs, the honey lilies and purple pom-poms, back underneath the arches so that I could offer them more support and they rewarded my interference by mostly not flowering this year, again the right bed has done better than the left.
The roses have taken by far the lion’s share of looking after, regular spraying to avoid a repeat of last year’s greenfly and rust attacks on my red roses, and the replacement of my yellow rose with a second orange one. There’s been a regular watering and feeding program through the last week or so of unseasonally warm weather as well as some deadheading of the spent blooms most eveninings.
The grass, originally nice fresh turf, isn’t looking quite so green as it did at first. We only lost one little spot, which was quite good, but now it’s a bit sparce all over. I scattered a few seeds and I’ve been keeping up the watering, as well as keeping down the weeds, I’ll just keep it happy through the summer now, and scatter some more seeds in September.
Until then, I’ll just sit in one of the chairs you can see at “The other end” of the garden, I’ll put my feet up on a second chair, sit back with the scent of fresh coffee, and maybe close my eyes for a moment or two while I listen to the birds flying back and for to the feeders.
More from before : Going’s on in my “Garden