I’ve made a pig’s ear of the garden this year. The new flower bed that I made in October is like a Bermuda triangle for plants…I keep putting them in and they disappear. That Bay, which I grew from a tiny supermarket pot plant, looks like it is on its last legs.
I planted my seedlings out too soon and lost 90% to the frost or the slugs, or possibly the crows. Whichever, I’m back to square one. The dog has broken the new stalks off my baby rhubarb. Not for the first time, I might add. He has something against rhubarb.
The grass is too wet to cut. One of my gooseberry bushes is looking a bit shook. Most worrying of all, our walnut tree is very slow to show any sign of life.
The weather has been ridiculously cold. Snow, in April, in the south of Ireland…it’s just not fair!!!
Nevertheless, I’m still finding joy in my little plot. The key, I’ve found, is to put on my rose-tinted blinkers. I focus very closely on the good things and blur the mucky edges out of the picture.
We’ve tried to create a bug, bee and butterfly -friendly garden. At that, at least, we have had success. It doesn’t take much effort. Let things get messy seems to be the key technique and we excel at that one.
I sat very quietly the other day and listened to the bees. They all seemed to follow the same route, along the length of the garden from South to North and over the fence at the end. Presumably they have a one way system figured out to get home again. I would love to learn more about them. Can anyone recommend some good resources?
I got an enormous buzz (collective groan) from capturing the bees in these photographs. They are much more jittery now than they were at the end of last summer and the dog didn’t help matters by following me around and growling at them.
The bees seem to me a particular miracle but there are lots of other lovely bugs.
Gardening is what you make of it. There is hard work, there is failure, there is muck and drudgery. There is hope and joy and a sense of meaning something.
Get your hands dirty, as my Granny used to say, feel the earth between your fingers.