I have no idea what I managed to get up to with the series of the wildflowers and I’m too lazy to even search for it, but I know that these little gems haven’t yet made an appearance. That’s because I planted them myself! but hopefully these cornflowers will start to invade the disaster that is the current state of the effluent field. as long as they steer clear of the lawn though…
A guy at work was asking us the other day where he should go to get some fireworks for bonfire night. My reply to him was “well, as an owner (if you can be such a thing) of two cats, I’d say don’t!”.
And we didn’t, of course, and neither did any of our neighbours if our unbroken sleep that night. But it seems we couldn’t get away without the bonfire. Not that we had it on the actual day, but as Saturday morning was perfectly still we raced out and set things in motion for a bit of a clean up of the front tree trimmings. With a bit of help from the trusty old petrol can to get things going, it went! I think we even managed to get rid of at least half of the bits and pieces.
The photo is pretty much at the end of the process. I’m not sure it really does justice to the the huge flames that were threatening to set the long grass on fire… And it certainly doesn’t do justice to the huge amount of raw material that was shuttled slowly from the tree line to the waiting flames. I hurt. Again.
A few hours later and we were still left with a big pile of charcoal and ash that took a lot of water to stop flaming up in the stronger wind that crept up a bit later in the day. But at least we got half of the them gone before that. We just need one more day like that. Please!
Another week, another bed rises up out of the weeds. Pity a row of beets had to be sacrificed for this one, but it was for the greater good really. For some reason the original garden bed we’d dug was quite a bit longer than the others. I suspect we dug them before we obtained the builders line which now gets rolled out on any occasion requiring a straight reference line. To the general rolling of eyes from someone who thinks it’s a bit unnecessary. But it would have saved the beets!
We also realised we’d made another rookie mistake. When we earlier moved all the wood to give a nice spot close to the gardens for all the compost we moved it all right to where the next bed will go. So before we can start on that one we’ll have to do a bit of rearranging. At least there’s a bit less wood to shift than there was.
We’ve got wood for another four beds. I wonder if they’ll get installed before summer? At this rate, not quite!