We spent a large portion of the day outside, as a result, because it's supposed to cloud over in the next few days, and I wanted to get a little gardening in, now that my infected tooth seems to be recovering
I've been hauling home gardening books, to get some ideas on how to redo the front yard. I want to make a stone path going down the hill from the road, and then get rid of some of the lawn. Then rework the Lozenge Bed a bit. I like gardening books, but boy, everything looks so easy, so expensive, so time consuming, and so consuming of pricey materials. I want that cobalt blue wall and that travertine flagging but I want it for free.
I also want 3 yards of sand, so if you have any kicking around, call me.
I took these pictures yesterday, when it was still pretty nice out. Not very sunny, but definitely light-coat weather. It all started when I was examining the slug damage in one bed. I got down on my knees and peered under the oak leaf mulch (which is more for winter protection because the dratted leaves take forever to decompose), and besides the vast quantity of slugs, I saw this:
The pulmonaria was BLOOMING! I'm not a long time grower of pulmonarias, so perhaps this is its Modus Operandi, I don't know, but yegods it's just turned February. Shouldn't that plant be sleeping?
After gaping at the loveliness of the colours for a few minutes, I decided that I needed to document my perambulations. My garden likes a little admiration.
The Coral Bark Maple reclining redly. I love this tree, even if it's driving me MAD watching it grow so
Impatient? Moi? Why do you ask?
The Bloodtwig Dogwood, a little less red, but still very colourful. I'm not sure I like this plant. I've never been a big fan of The Shrub, and I bought this one on a whim, so I am yet to be convinced that this plant and I will be compatible room mates.
Fickle? Moi? Why do you ask?
The Bells of Ireland, turning into leaf skeletons before our eyes. I grew this one for FDPG, who was shocked and amazed at the idea that there existed a flower that was ENTIRELY GREEN, because, as some of us know, green is FDPG's very favourite colour.
This is an awesome cut flower: it's massive, stately, long-lasting, and oh so green. There is the matter of all those sharp little spikes everywhere, but I figure it teaches my houseguests not to fondle the flower arrangements.
We'll skirt quickly past all my building projects, I think. Richard
Bricks for a path? Or should I enlarge the vegetable patch?
Stones from the beach for another path in the front yard.
.Driftwood on a bench. Haven't decided what to do with all that yet.
Ah, here is my handy dandy system for preventing the back path from flooding every winter. The previous owners liked to lay concrete but weren't very thorough (or skilled) at it, and we have a large step with a large patch of mud below it. I haven't yet thought out how I intend to remedy this, but in the meantime I have this barrel under the drain spout, with a hose stuck into it so it can drain away from the area. I keep forgetting to take this barrel (which my Dad found washed up on his beach front) to the industrial plastics store to get a tap welded onto it, so I don't have to keep the hose like this.
Some snowdrops. Heralds of spring around these parts.
The garlic patch. It's been an interesting experiment, this garlic growing business. I grew three groups of it: the first group were some pricey gourmet organic exotics from a place in the interior. The second group was all the same kind, and came from the local feed store. The third group was bulk bin growers garlic from the local nursery. What you see sprouting in front of you is the stuff from the local feed store. The gourmet exotics are measly little nubs and look most sickly, despite my finest compost. The bulk bin stuff is doing almost as poorly. If it weren't for the feed store garlic I would be almost affronted. I stood for a few minutes with my arms crossed over my chest, tapping my toes and giving that bed a very arch look, just to show it how affronted I really was.
And finally, a picture from an angle I like a lot. This is one of the nicest views of the yard, looking out across the yard and over the neighbour's yard, off towards the bird lake down the hill. You can see the sorrel sprouting in the vegetable bed in front there.