you have an unruly garden there is not much attraction in sitting
looking at it, but then you probably have no reason to know this!
I'm a vegetable person myself so over the years my garden has got
the better of me, I would have a go at clearing a patch, stand back
and admire my work but before I knew it everything was out of control
In the last
month I got someone to sort out my front garden and it really has
made a difference. Out went those failing shrubs, gone is the rockery
with its infestation of couch grass. In come evergreen shrubs planted
through weed-proof fabric and mulched over with woodbark.
And, my goodness
what a difference!
I had a ten
foot strip in the back garden that had always been a problem and,
with my new-found knowledge I decided to set to and sort it out.
A couple of days ago I cleared out the neglected shrubs and heaved
a pile of fresh compost on the bed (we are lucky here, Swansea council
operates a composting plant and we can just go and help ourselves).
Early on Saturday
I set off with my shopping list heading for B & Q (other stores
are available). I got there before the rush, bought the membrane,
plants and some herbs for the pots. Back home then for a good breakfast
and I was ready. It didn't take long and I have to admit I quite
enjoyed it, I now have a flower bed which I look forward to seeing
develop. I have pots of rosemary, mint, thyme, sage, parsley and
chives. Subtle additions of these in my culinary efforts should
come in handy as my relationship with this new young chick progresses.
So anyway with
a comfortable feeling of achievement I sit down in my little sunspot
behind the garage with my good book. I didn't read much as it happened
because the birds were in full song all around me and it was delightful.
There was a blackbird warbling merrily in its own inimitable way,
I tried to locate him but failed. In the process I see a couple
of wagtails in the beech tree, one was right at the top while the
other was about a quarter of the way down. The lower one was gradually,
perhaps sneakily, making its way towards the top, got very close
but then the top one took off and both raced away probably looking
for another tree in which to repeat the exercise.
is now on the fence and darts about here and there coming ever closer
and looking sideways at me with inquisitive eyes. I wonder how close
she will come. She sees that I am not going to be scary and bounces
across the lawn pecking away at the grass seed I have spread. Ah
well! Sated she leaves and is replaced by Mr Blackbird who has no
interest in me at all and just gets on with pecking the lawn.
Two yellow butterflies
flutter by, I blush to think what they might be up to! A pigeon
A sparrow darts
about in the wisteria checking for grubs. "Help yourself,"
I think "and tell your friends!"
I am thinking
that this is all very pleasant. Such a lot of life all around that
I would not normally see. There is a lot to be said for relaxation!
And yes I am relaxed, so much so that when a young chick suddenly
appears on the toe of my shoe it is only my eyes that move. I felt
nothing when it landed, no extra weight, no movement. It stands
there, head to one side studying me, it has beautiful brown colouring
and a pair of dark shiny eyes full of admiration. I speak softly
to it and it stays there for what must have been 15 seconds.
soon" it says as it flies off.
At my age too!