Garden update – June 2015

Garden, June 2015

I read an article online which said that yesterday (24th June) was St John’s Wort Day. This struck me as slightly odd, because I know we’ve got loads of St John’s Wort in our garden, but I wasn’t aware of it having flowered yet, so I thought I’d take the camera for a walk and see what I could find.

This is not St John’s Wort, it’s Scarlet Pimpernel (Anagallis arvensis). It’s in what used to be the vegetable patch, which we’re going to gradually transform into an orchard. We just need to figure out how many fruit and nut trees we’ve got the space to plant!

Garden, June 2015

Pretty forget-me-nots (Myosotis – no idea which species these are), with the scarlet pimpernel hiding underneath them. Also in the vegetable patch/orchard.

Garden, June 2015

Ah. Well now. This explains why the rhubarb’s been in such a sorry state this year! A measly two stalks, and most of the leaves have been stripped right back to the veins. This was taken a couple of weekends ago, and we counted TWENTY shield bugs on what was left of the leaves, merrily making more shield bugs to eat the rest. Thanks, guys!

Garden, June 2015

This is a Common Blue damselfly, who I found buzzing around inside the greenhouse. We see a lot of different types of damselfly, and thanks to next door’s lovely pond, we sometimes see dragonflies too.

Garden, June 2015

Hello! This is a different type of shield bug, hanging around on the dead nettles. We did some weeding underneath what’s going to be a native fruit-and-nut hedge, as the plants we didn’t want in that space were starting to crowd out the immature hedge plants. It needed doing, but we upset a lot of insects in the process. I felt very sad to see a huge spider running away carrying her eggs. But, we’re gradually getting rid of all the horrible shrubs that were in the garden when we moved in, and hopefully by adding lots of native plants we’ll be creating a better habitat for the future.

Garden, June 2015

We’re keeping a close eye on the apple and pear trees this year. They’re only a few years old, and they haven’t done that well at fruiting yet. I don’t think we’ve managed to harvest a single pear (they seem to fall off the tree long before they’re ripe), and last year’s apples seemed to be full of moths. This is a ladybird larva, so I’m kind of hoping it’s eating whatever’s been ruining the apples!

Garden, June 2015

And here’s the chap that prompted the walk down the garden in the first place – St John’s Wort (Hypericum perforatum). We have a few clusters of plants, although not as many as last year by the looks of it. Most of them are just about coming into bud, but this was the only one that was actually in flower, so harvesting them right now seems a little premature!

Garden, June 2015

And here’s how it gets its name – the little spots all over the leaves. This is one way that you can tell St John’s Wort from other types of hypericum – it’s called perforatum for a reason.

Garden, June 2015

Apparently the shield bugs like the golden raspberries too. (Guys! We want to eat those!) This plant was a gift from friends, and now that we’ve finally got it out of the pot and into the ground it’s doing amazingly well! Last year I think we had six raspberries, which we just stood and ate in the garden. This year we might get enough to make a pie! (Or we might just stand and eat them in the garden again. Who knows.) We do need to harvest them soon though, the one that the shield bugs are sitting on is lovely and ripe.

Garden, June 2015

It’s not all fabulous out there – the shots I’ve taken don’t show you the overall wildness of the garden. Which I do love, but at the same time we do need to try and control things a little bit. We certainly haven’t managed to control the bindweed, which is winding its way through all the shrubs in the garden, and we have to keep disentangling it from our baby hedge plants. Here it’s coming up through another hypericum – an enormous shrub version. And we’re also contending with a neighbour’s cat, which has recently started making its presence felt in the middle of the lawn. Not in the flower beds, not in the convenient freshly-dug soil. Right out on the damn lawn. Marvellous.

Garden, June 2015

But to end on a much more pleasant note – the sempervivium has gone mad! It’s crammed into a smallish pot, where it’s lived for years and years, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen it with so many flowers! Amazing what benign neglect can do for your plants. Just as well really, as that does seem to be our primary method of gardening!

Garden, 6am

Garden, 6am

I’ve been awake since about 4:30 in the morning, something that’s increasingly common now that I’m not taking sleeping tablets to control the fibromyalgia. I wake up (this morning thanks to the entire dawn chorus taking place in the forsythia outside the bedroom window), and I don’t go back to sleep again. Today, after having a bit of a grumble about Nature on facebook, I decided to go outside and have a bit of a look at it.

Garden, 6am

This wild corner is in the top right of the picture above. The garden’s about 30 metres (120 feet) long, and this is standing right at the back (underneath the blackthorn tree), looking towards the house. It might look like an overgrown mess, but this is my favourite part of the garden at the moment. We’re letting it run completely wild, with just a little attempted management of the overgrown lawn grass. I need to look up when you’re actually supposed to mow a meadow, because that’s what I want this to become.

Garden, 6am

Who’s been sleeping in my bed?! We haven’t seen any evidence of foxes in the garden at all, but this squashed patch of long grass is there every morning, which suggests somebody’s been sleeping here. Could be a fox, could be a cat, could be a party of hedgehogs. Who knows? Whoever it is, I’m pleased we’ve got company.

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The tiny apple tree (not even five feet tall and only a couple of years old) is absolutely bursting with braeburns. Last year we harvested them too soon, worried about losing them in the storms. This year it’s going to be even harder to wait, having watched them grow all year!

Garden, 6am

The tiny pear tree (ditto) is also looking great. The pears had all gone before we moved in, so we don’t know what they’re going to be like, or quite when they’ll be ripe. And who knew that pears grow upside down?!

Garden, 6am

The enormous hypericum is just starting to come into flower, along with some of the other long-neglected shrubs. I can’t wait to see it in full bloom, it’s going to be fantastic.

Garden, 6am

Is this a type of geranium? I’m not sure. I haven’t got around to identifying anything that’s growing in the wild patch. Whatever it is, it’s all over the place at the moment, along with lots of campions and the last of the garlic mustard. The bees are loving it, even at this time of the morning, and so am I.

Yep, it’s definitely spring!

Blackthorn (sloe) blossom

A couple of days ago we looked out of the kitchen window to be greeted by this – the blackthorn (sloe) tree suddenly in full blossom at the far end of the garden!

Blackthorn (sloe) blossom

I love the delicate little flowers – such a contrast to the vehement spikiness of the tree itself.

Pear bud

The pear tree’s waking up as well – as is the apple, although it was apparently too shy to be photographed this morning. The apple buds are tiny, but I’m hopeful for some nice braeburns. We didn’t see any pears at all last year, though they might have come and gone before we moved in.

Oxalis?

I’m not sure what this is, but we’ve got a border full of it, and it’s beautiful! My Mum thinks it’s the “weed” variety of Oxalis, and she’s very keen for us to dig a bit up and save it in a pot for her. It might be technically a weed, but it was flowering in November when my parents first came to visit the new house, which as far as we’re concerned makes it a very valuable plant!

Oxalis?

I just love the way it collects the water, in the centres and around the edges of the leaves. I really want to see whether I can create something that looks like this – maybe with felt and glass beads.

Rainbow

As I was walking home this afternoon, thinking about posting these photos, it started to rain, just the tiniest bit. I came around the corner by the church and was greeted by this absolutely glorious rainbow – I don’t know that I’ve ever seen one so strong!

I case you’re wondering, I have been making things, but I’ve been stuck in the busy corner of my work rota again, so I haven’t had much time to do both the making and the blogging. Hopefully this will result in quite a few making-things posts for you next week.

Signs of Spring

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We’ve had a few nice spring-like days lately (I even took my woolly gloves off this afternoon!) and tiny signs are starting to show in the garden. Because we have absolutely no idea what’s planted here, it’s fascinating to see what turns up. Like this miniature daffodil, all by itself! I’ve counted three altogether, all very separate from one another, along with a solitary snowdrop, and one purple crocus in the middle of the lawn.

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I have absolutely no idea what this pretty yellow flower is. Does anybody know? I must remember to go and have a look when it’s actually open, so I can try and get a better idea of what it might be. (Some kind of ranunculus, maybe? I need to go and have a proper look at the leaves.)

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This one, albeit another bad picture, I think is Speedwell. Not sure which variety, perhaps ivy-leaved? Again, more research needed.

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The ground below the pear tree is absolutely carpeted with violets!

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Teeny little wild ones, and the colours are so vibrant!

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Less vibrant but just as beautiful are these holly leaves, hiding underneath the violets. They must have come from branches trimmed away in the front garden, as we haven’t got a holly tree in the back. I just love the texture of all the veins, and the delicate outer layer peeling away.

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Underneath the lilac tree is a little forest of grape hyacinths just waiting to pop!

All of these flowers are in a small area, about a metre and a half square, that I’d been thinking of digging over to plant soft fruits like blackcurrants and raspberries. Now I’m thinking that the flowers can stay, and the fruit can quite easily go somewhere else.

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And last but not least, on the other side of the garden in the vegetable patch – rhubarb! We’ve already divided this crown into three to share with friends, and I can’t believe how many shoots are still coming up! I love the alien brain-like qualities of the leaves as they start to unfurl.

The rest of the garden is still looking pretty bare, although all of the fruit trees (apple, pear, blackthorn and cherry) have buds on them, so I’m hoping for plenty of flowers soon, followed of course by plenty of fruit!

If you don’t ask…

Raining again...

…you don’t get. Sometimes you can ask and you still don’t get, but if you don’t do the asking in the first place, you’ll never know.

I’ve always had a hard time asking for things. Always expected other people to somehow magically know what I wanted, which of course led to disappointment when they inevitably didn’t. I thought asking for things was bad. Greedy. Selfish. Needy. Rude. And so I rarely got what I wanted (sometimes, needed), and so I was sad a lot. My husband likes to remind me that he does not in fact have psychic powers, and that if I want him to do something, I actually need to remember to tell him. Sometimes I remember, sometimes I forget. But it’s always better to ask and be told no, than is it not to ask and to never know.

January is always the time of year for Resolutions. I used to be a great resolution-maker, very serious, and then always very cross with myself when things didn’t work out exactly as I’d Resolved. This year, I’m making a change. I’m doing two things: 1) choosing a word that I want to embody this new year, and 2) making a great big list of WANTS instead of Resolutions.

The word part was easy for me this year, and the word is action! 

I spent so much of last year waiting, hibernating, feeling ill, that I just allowed my life to happen around me, for the most part. Clearly that can’t continue – I’ve done far more than my fair share of sitting around feeling sorry for myself, and it’s time to move on. I decided to treat myself to Honey & Ollie’s One Word bracelet, which Rain will be making for me with the word action! stamped right across the middle. Any time I feel inclined to moan and feel sorry for myself about things not going the way I want, I can look at the bracelet and be reminded that there’s always something, no matter how small; there will always be an action I can take that will change things.

(Sometimes, yes, the action will be go to the shop and buy a giant bar of chocolate and sit in a nice hot bubble bath whilst eating it, because fibromyalgia sucks and I need a tiny bit of luxury right now. But an action’s an action, no matter how small.)

The other part, the I WANT part, still feels a bit weird, a bit selfish. But the important thing to remember is that just because I WANT something, there is nothing and nobody out there in the universe that is obliged to leap up and simply give that thing to me. If I WANT something, I have to WORK for it. And there will always, always be an action! I can take that will move me one tiny step closer.

So, these are a few of the things that I WANT for 2014.

1) I WANT a lovely garden
I have the bones of a lovely garden, but it will take a lot of work to turn it into the garden that’s in my head, and I’m going to need help. Fortunately my Mum loves gardening, and she’s offered to come over with books to help us identify what some of the giant overgrown shrubs are supposed to be. We have one friend who can help us to design and landscape the space, and another who can help me to keep on top of looking after it all. (We’ll pay them for that, of course, as that’s how they earn a living.) For now I’m reading Gardeners World magazine, and doing a bit of pruning when I feel up to it. I can do more when it’s not raining all the time!

2) I WANT to be more healthy
Well, my doctor’s pretty much given up on me with this one (long story, very dull), and acupuncture’s beyond my budget at the moment, even though I know it would help. So, it’s up to me to try and keep the fibromyalgia a little more under control. I’ve started by giving up coffee and caffeinated fizzy drinks. I kind of want to give up caffeine altogether, but I don’t think I could survive without tea! So I’m taking things a step at a time. I’m giving up dairy, because I already know it doesn’t agree with me, which I need to keep reminding myself means NO MILK CHOCOLATE.  I also need to do more exercise. This can be a tricky one with fibromyalgia, because the increased blood flow through the body can make the pain much, much worse, which then makes the fatigue much, much worse, which isn’t terribly helpful! But, I’m walking a mile home from the bus stop most days, and when the weather stops being quite so revolting I want to start catching the bus a little further away from work, so these little bits will all start to add up.

3) I WANT a pair of silver shoes
Yes, that went from very serious to rather frivolous quite quickly, I know! I’ve spent the past couple of years building up my shoe collection, and the only gap left in it is for a pair of silver shoes that I can wear in summer. I have a moneybox which collects all my spare change as I save up for the pair I want… but that rather depends on whether Ren at Fairysteps decides to make any silver shoes this year! If not, then I’ll order a pair from Conker instead. I figure that the weather won’t be nice enough for summer shoes until at least May, so I’ve got a while to save up!

4) I WANT an instant camera
I recently acquired two boxes of Instax Wide film to go with a Fuji 200 or 210 instant camera. I have a friend who thinks she has the right model of camera and is willing to lend it to me, I just need to wait until our paths next cross at work. If my two boxes of film come out well, and I actually do something with the pictures, then I’ll decide whether to buy an instant camera of my own.

5) I WANT to run my own business again 
Well, that part’s easy. On April 6th, the beginning of the new tax year, I’ll set myself up as a Sole Trader again, and start running Mr & Mrs Magpie’s Inexplicable Emporium as a formal business arrangement. The difficult part will be deciding what I want to make, and how to sell it! As I’ve said before, the past year has been spent doing a lot of research, and I’ll be carrying over most things that are currently in the Etsy store. There will also be new things, once my hat blocks arrive, so I’ll just have to wait and see how they’re received.

There’s more, of course, but I think that’s plenty for now!

I have made one Resolution, which is to do something towards the business every single day, no matter how small. As it turns out I’ve been ill for the past few days (since I went back to work!), so the actions have been very small indeed. I’ve sewn some experimental bootlaces, sent out a parcel, re-listed some items on Etsy, and not much else! Once I’m feeling better (stupid tonsils) I can get back to doing more again.

Insomnia and Inspiration

Robin

It’s that time of year again. Too much food, not enough exercise, late nights, late mornings, never shifting from the sofa. I’ve officially done too much relaxing now, eaten too much chocolate, and I need to get moving again. Yesterday I started sewing, and now that the Christmas knitting is finished I’ve picked up a couple of long-abandoned projects that I’m enjoying working on again.

Last night I couldn’t sleep, and was nestled into the sofa again at half past three in the morning. I managed to find a spot of David Attenborough on the telly, and when he’d finished I found a programme with Maya Angelou. I also watched a five minute preview of “Here Comes Honey Boo Boo”, and that’s five minutes of my life I’m never getting back. Sometimes I despair of humanity, I really do, and I don’t know what kind of mess we’ll be in when people like David Attenborough and Maya Angelou are gone.  I was very glad to have the opportunity to watch them, and even though I’m very tired, I’m also inspired by their excellence and experience.

Frosty Garden

When the sun came up, I opened the blinds and curtains and was met with this. I’m sure I’ll show you many pictures of this view, and this picture doesn’t do any kind of justice to the beautiful light that fills this space. Now the ice is melting as the sun comes up, and every leaf in the garden is twinkling as the heavy frost melts and falls. The houses at the back are nearing completion, and I’m thinking about what kinds of trees we can plant to disguise the vast expanse of that big brown roof. We were lucky enough to suffer very little damage in the storms, just the loosening of a few already-wobbly fence panels, but we know we have a lot of work do do out there.

Crafty Corner

Inside the house, I had a little flash of inspiration right when I should have been going to bed. This led to the late night shifting of furniture, and the creation of a little crafty corner. It’s not the most elegant arrangement, but it fits in the space and fulfils its function, which makes it ideal! The table and chair are from the 1950s, and used to belong to my Great Uncle Frank. They’re the closest thing I have to a family heirloom in furniture terms, and I’m really happy that they’ve found a little space in the new house. (Plus they match the curtains, which is a bonus!) The bookshelf on top used to belong in Paul’s teenage bedroom, and we have several of them scattered around the house. I might paint it, if Paul doesn’t mind. It’s the perfect size to hold my knitting books and magazines, and the big box at the bottom is my “emergency craft box” that I have to confess I haven’t touched since the move.

As always, when the New Year approaches, I’m full of good intentions and thoughts of diaries and journals and plans. Every year I buy a new planner or start a creative project that always falls flat after a few weeks. This year I’ve downloaded Susannah Conway’s Unravelling 2014 workbook (free) and Leonie Dawson’s Life and Business Workbooks (not free). I’ve also joined a Facebook Group called The Documented Life Project, which is about keeping a planner and art journal combined – something I’ve tried before, but never quite succeeded at. I’m hoping that now I have a little place where I can sit down, with arty and crafty materials at hand, I’ll have no excuse not to follow the weekly prompts and see what happens. We’ll see…

First Frost

First Frost

Just a quick morning note to say how much I love my new garden.

I know it will need years of work to get it looking how I can see it inside my head. But it’s going to be worth it.

The light is so beautiful, no matter what time of day it is. Right now I can see steam riding from next door’s compost bins, there are small birds flitting between all the different shrubs, and yesterday I saw a cormorant fly overhead – a change from all the red kites!

I have visions of chickens and bees, although I’m not convinced that either Paul or my neighbours will be best pleased with those plans. The lawn will gradually give way to a proper path and a rockery/alpine patch, and the borders around the shrubs will expand so that I’ll have room for dye plants.

The only thing spoiling the perfect peace and quiet is the team of builders, who are currently building five huge houses just one metre away from my shed. I can hear them all day, and see them through the gaps between the fir trees. I’m hoping that the resulting houses won’t be too much taller than the trees, as one of my favourite things is being able to look out of the window and see nothing but garden and sky.

If I could live in the middle of nowhere, I’d be happy as anything. But as that’s not possible, my beautiful garden is definitely the next best thing.

Investigating the garden

Investigating the garden

One of the reasons I was so keen to buy this house was the size of the garden. This is the back third. It has been, and will be again, a vegetable patch. At the moment it’s so overgrown that you can’t see where the individual beds are, so I thought I’d start by doing a bit of gentle clearing.

Investigating the garden

I thought this readymade circle might be a good base for a little pond. My plan was to take the sticks off the top, shovel the soil into the compost bin, and find out how deep the hole is. Unfortunately the sticks on top turned out to be blackthorn clippings, therefore covered in dirty great spikes, and my gloves aren’t very thick, so it was a slower, more careful process than I’d anticipated.

Investigating the garden

And then it got weird. I mean, who hasn’t wanted to throw their schoolbag down the bottom of the garden and bury it? Seems obvious, really.

The top layer of sticks (and the schoolbag) removed, I started digging in the soil, only to discover that it was lying on top of another layer of blackthorn clippings that hadn’t even begun to think about decomposing, so there was no way I could chuck everything straight into the compost bin. I had to resort to pulling the branches out from under the compost, very carefully, trying my hardest to avoid the massive thorns.

Investigating the garden

Which is when I met this fellow…

Investigating the garden

…who I think is a Common Newt. Definitely a newt of some description, anyway!

Investigating the garden

And then I met another one…

Investigating the garden

…and another!

I turned up seven newts altogether. They’re so incredibly well camouflaged against the soil that I resorted to picking them up and putting them temporarily in a bucket, so as not to risk injuring or treading on them. There was one in particular that every time I moved it, it ran for shelter… underneath the toe of my boot. Silly thing.

I now feel terribly bad about digging up their habitat – not least because the entire point of putting a pond into that hole was specifically to encourage newts! Apparently I’ve just saved myself a lot of digging… and the next door neighbours do have quite a big pond, which is presumably where the newts have been mating.

Investigating the garden

And now my garden looks like this. A hole full of sticks, a pile of sticks that used to be in the hole, a bucket full of things that should never have found their way into the hole in the first place (metal shelf brackets, sweet wrappers, buried plant pots, a huge lump of builders’ sand…), and a temporary newt hotel.

I’m hoping that the newts will be able to take up residence underneath the pile of sticks that used to be in the hole, as I don’t plan on moving that for a while now. I think I would still like to put a little pond in here, but I’ll definitely be leaving a handy pile of sticks somewhere in the garden, for creatures to hide in.

First Fruit

First Fruit

We’re finally in to the new house, starting to get settled. Things have been a little more difficult than we expected. The previous owner was a smoker, and also had a great big dog. This has meant that we’ve had an awful lot more cleaning to do than we anticipated. We’ve already cleaned the place once, and had the carpets shampooed, but the entire house is still covered in a layer of nicotine and dog hair. Quite disgusting, and I’m beginning to despair of ever getting rid of the smell that’s still coming from the living room carpet.

But!

One of the reasons I wanted to buy this house in particular is because it has the most lovely garden. (Well, it will be. Once we’ve got rid of all the dog mess and cigarette butts. And pruned all the abandoned shrubs.) It’s much bigger than our old garden, about thirty metres (100 feet) long, and it already has a vegetable patch and some fruit trees. The pear tree is very young, and hasn’t grown any pears at all this year. The apple tree is also young, but has managed to produce about a dozen little Braeburns! Most of them are still hanging on very tightly, but we’ve picked these three which look lovely. Yes, a little nibbled in places, but we’re thrilled to have lots of wildlife in our new garden too.

We also managed to grab a couple of handfuls of sloes from the well-established blackthorn tree at the bottom of the garden. Although the tree didn’t seem to be excessively full of thorns, which makes me wonder whether they might in fact be damsons. More investigation necessary, I think!

It’s going to take a couple of years to get the vegetable patch sorted, I think, though there’s a greenhouse and a shed and a nice big rhubarb plant to get me started. It’s going to be a lot of work, but I’m really looking forward to it.

Surprise tomato!

Surprise tomato!

When we discovered that we were buying a new house, the first thing we needed to do to sell ours was to sort out the garden. A few weeks after our friend Dan had miraculously transformed it for us, Paul spotted a tomato plant growing in one of the borders. It was swiftly followed by another, on the other side of the garden!

It’s possible that they were seeded from fallen tomatoes grown in previous years, or more likely from the the partially-processed contents of the compost bin. Either way, we figured it was much too late in the year for tomatoes to develop, but we decided to allow the plants to grow in the flower borders anyway.

Imagine our surprise when Paul went out this evening and found this little tomato! It’s the only one so far, although there have been quite a few flowers, so perhaps we might see a couple more.