Saturday, 4 June 2011
I've spent any spare time over the last few days either tackling the weeds in my neglected garden, or decorating my older sons' room. Both were in a shocking state. The weather here has been incredibly, record-breakingly dry and this has put me off addressing the state of the garden. My soil is clay and without moisture it is unyeilding. Consequently the weeds have been doing their thing of thriving where all else fails.
Luckily for me, the further end of my garden isn't so easily distinguished in a photo, but it's considerably weedier! The poppies aren't the worst of it by any means. The far end, where a slide is just visible, is my 'wild' area. It's pretty successful at that. We've got frogs (no pond, though!?), a hedgehog, blackbirds nesting in a large wild rose bush, grasshoppers and meadow-inhabiting butterflies. However, the area has got seriously out of hand and needs addressing. There's a pile of brushwood that needs burning off, too, but I have to wait for this pesky wind to drop. The last time I lit a fire on a blustery day I set light to the garden.