Another full on week down here, I’m exhausted. Next week will be worse, the scrappy hedge between us and one of our neighbours is going, to be replaced by a fence. It all has to go through our garden because they have no front to back access other than through their house. A couple of tons of soil (this is an old Cornish hedge, ie a soil bank) plus the hedgerow itself goes out, fence and whatever comes back in. I’m dreading it. It’s a long and twisting path to our front drive where they will park their trailer.
On the other hand, since the hedge is going, I dug out about eight barrowloads of soil for my own small construction project this week.
Shady area rebuild. We used to have our compost heap here but these days I take everything up to my allotment. It also became the pot store but the staging I had to put pots on and under was way too small. This week I dug out the last of the compost heap, moved the pots and replaced the staging having paved the ground beneath with recycled slabs. Then I paved the area in front of it with new slabs. I took a car load of dead pots, carrying trays and rubbish to the tip. Order has returned and I have a small area of bare ground and some staging for plants in pots.
I bought a plant of Indigofera pendula from Treseders Nursery last year, kept it in my tunnel over winter for lack of anywhere to plant it, found somewhere this spring and now look at it. that is one purchase I don’t think I’m going to regret. It’s about two feet tall at the moment and should get to 3m.
This one is for the Optimistic Gardener, who appealed for wider garden shots last week. This, unless the washing pole is in the way, is what greets me when I step out the back door now. I get pretty much the same view from our bedroom window but from a different angle. Angle is important, too low and you just see the front row, too high you see all the gaps, though there less at this time of year. At the foot of the large conifer – Chamaecyparis ‘Little Spire’ (Ho bloody Ho!) is a hydrangea I moved this week; just a few feet further from the conifer roots, which I tried to chop. It’s going to have to go, it’s sucking up all the water in a 6m diameter circle. The hydrangea looks happier already; I lifted it with a good big rootball and have kept it well watered.
Stipa gigantea. This has proved to be a very long lived and low maintenance plant. It’s flowering very well this year and looks gorgeous in evening light against a dark background. Taking pictures of it is a different matter, one day I’ll get one I’m really pleased with.
I put this Geranium into my six for 12 January this year, when it was just a mound of silvery foliage. It has a label saying Geranium incanum, which is wrong, but I asked then if anyone knew what it was. I do believe I found out its correct identity but stupidly I didn’t change the label. Now it’s flowering and climbing through everything around it. It is absolutely beautiful, though most of the silvery foliage in the picture is Leucanthemum. I must have written it down somewhere.
Victoria Plums. I have to thin my plums, a job that breaks my heart. As Bob Flowerdew once said, thin them till you cry, then thin them some more. One every two to three inches on the branch say the RHS. At least my pruning, which I was very unsure about, doesn’t seem to have done too much harm.
Right; cabbages, kale and courgettes to plant, peas to sow, seedlings and cuttings to pot up, watering and weeding to do. Our host The Propagator is a lover of lists, loves to post them on Twitter. I suppose it puts pressure on to get it all done but it’s not pressure I need, it’s time.