… then make sure you have a decent pair of gardening gloves and a stout heart. This is what our garden looked like until last weekend:
Although I really like the ‘meadow’ style of garden, this was taking things a bit too far and it wasn’t ever meant to get this bad! (I do love that we provided a home to lots of interesting creatures like the little hairy ginger fella on the right though).
Last year Simon’s brother Philip, who’s a horticulturalist, took care of our garden for us but with a new baby imminent he’s rather got his hands full and with the upkeep of the garden left to us… well, you can see how it ended up. With all the rain we’ve had this year, and with the two of us out of the house working all hours and running the bakery, it always ended up further down on the to-do list and we watched with horror as our neat garden grew and grew and grew. To make things worse, our neighbours have a lovely, well-tended garden which made us look like lazy slobs.
So, last Saturday while Simon was at work, I covered myself in suncream, put on a sun hat and my (brand new and hastily-bought-in-Homebase) gardening gloves and got to work. It took three hours, but I managed to cut back most of the overgrowth that was hiding our lovely flower beds and had all-but-strangled our rosemary bush. On Monday, Simon got his gardening groove on and attacked the lawn (is it still considered a lawn when it’s two and half feet tall and the grass has its own buds?) with first the strimmer and then two goes with the lawnmower. Of course the grass is utterly knackered and rather yellow but at least we can get out there now in the sunshine before it disappears. This is what it looks like now:
There’s still a lot more to do, and George definitely misses snuffling around in the long grass, but I’d really like to fill the garden with wild flowers and at least keep a little bit of a haven for the butterflies and ginger crawlies. And today I noticed that our other neighbours’ garden looked like this: