Do you have any idea what was there before? Was it a garden?
What do you mean was it a garden...? Are you saying it's not ready for Chelsea? Are ya???
Worthy of Mr Gavin, My Dear.
The deconstructed garden. Just like the deconstructed lemon meringue type thingy you see in cooking porn programmes. A half dozen eggs ,a bag of sugar and a handful of lemons - you know the kind of thing.
Cutting edge gardening!
Exactly what I meant Lantana.
I also meant what was there before it was a garden?
I have a shame. Apart from the sea of nettles (the butterflies can't need that many) and the goosegrass.
This poor little suckering tree/bush paeony. I thought I thought I'd lost it, overlaid by an enormous Viburnum rhytidophyllum, but no, under some of the nettles, goosegrass, green alkanet and hogweed, it struggles on.
I've promised it a move in the autumn, hope it's not too late.
I see in the pic it also had Trachystemon orientalis to contend with
Tree paeony abuse. A serious crime against flora compounded by numerous attempts to hide it with a variety of wildflowers.
It was a garden before it was a shambles. The man who lived here seemed to build everything up to keep it out of the wet. I'll probably find stilts... I know that on my property at some stage, maybe twenty years ago, there was a rose garden (the one where Mary is buried) and this is the only place it could be I think.
Sorry got distracted watching these wee boyos giving their dandelions a pasting. It's a pair of bull finches.
That's not Mary's headstone silly. That's the bandstand!
That's me lantana. Get myself into a hole and the only way out is,Australia!
Nope. No can do. I watch them everyday.
I also have pairs of robins, goldfinches, and coal tits. I'm waiting for the coal tits to come out of the wall. I don.t know what size the babies are going to be. They've been in there weeks it seems!