Garden 2015, no 1

Garden 2015 no 1

It’s a year since I posted here. I thought I’d finished with this blog, but it seems not, I’ve changed my mind and decided to reopen it. Looking at the last blog I posted, which was in March 2014, I notice the pink blossom of the wild currant bushes were all in full bloom. This year there has been almoat no pink blossom from the wild currant bushes, I’ve no idea why, they simply hasn’t bloomed this year. Last year was one of the best displays of wild currant blossom I’ve ever had and this year, nothing.

Last year I wrote Mr Frog was all alone with no Mrs Frog. That didn’t change, last year, no courting, croaking frogs with billowing chests, no frogspawn and no tadpoles. This year at the height of the courting, croaking, froggy season, I counted at least eight single froggies all paired off into four couples. On the day after the eclipse my small pond was full of frogspawn. State of the pond now is; it’s still full of frogspawn but the spawn is full of tiny, mini, wriggling tadpoles to be, all busy munching their way through the nourishing jelly and on to freedom in the pond.

The other major difference from then to now is the lack of veggi garden. Last year I kept my word and cultivated, raked, levelled and seeded the veggi garden and what was left of the lawn. This year the whole area is back to lawn, it’s looking good and has already had its first haircut. The hedge that borders my garden has grown, last year they were little more than saplings, this year they form a hedge. This year, the hedge which is made entirely from native hedgerow species has hawthorn blossom and tiny furry willow buds in it

I’ve had help in the garden this year, my 13 year old grandson has started coming over to stay once a month, so far he’s helped me clear out both sheds, given a first coat of paint to all the blue fences, cut the grass and strimmed the edges. Next time he said he’s going to make a start on the white paintwork. I’m grateful for his help, much as I love my blue fences painting all of them every year was becoming a bit of a chore.

All of these photos have been taken during late March and early April. There are almost 40 photos here; they show how well my little garden is blooming already this year. The snowdrops have come and gone, the daffs are in full bloom, the forget-me-nots (my favourites) are just starting,  I’ve seen a couple of little blue Anemone in pots (I don’t even remember planting those), the tulips are about to flower and the bluebells are all up ready to bloom in a couple of weeks. I particularly like the dog wood at this time of year, the new red wood is at its best against the freshly painted blue fence. The Buddleia is looking good, I cut it back at the end of last year and now it looks as if it’s ready to take off again. All the books say to cut Buddleia back in the spring, and I usually do, but for some reason I forgot that last year and cut it back in the autumn. I was worried that I would lose it but so far, I’m pleased to say, it’s looking strong and healthy.

I’ve tidied up most of the pots. Some are empty, what ever was there last year obviously didn’t survive the frost, but lots of the herbs are growing well already and my gooseberry bushes are looking really good. I’ve thinned out the strawberries, thrown out what looked too old and kept the new runners. The cherry tree has so many little buds I have great hopes for it this year, nice it begins to blossom it will look lovely.

I have so much in this tiny garden people sometimes forget how small it is, so to get a little perspective, the last photo was taken from across the road. 

From here you can se that my house is an ordinary little house, in an ordinary street, and the corner garden that is mine is really quite small.

So….. that’s my first garden blog of the year, this year I do intend to continue adding updates and photos on my little garden.

 

Garden 2013 no 7 ( forgot to post it earlier)

Looks like I forgot to post number 7 so here it is

Garden 2013  no 7
It’s been a while since I posted on my garden. This summer has flown by; retirement is a very busy time of life for me. Like I said last time, I spent May in France and when I came home the garden was overgrown thanks to the deluge of rain that fell while I was away. 

The mini monsoons have been followed by six weeks of 30 + degrees, I’ve been hose piping the garden every night after the sun dies down.  These are temperatures virtually unknown in Scotland. Although I have to say this heqt wave is coming to an end, we have had thunder storms and today we are back to heavy rains. 

This bizarre combination of rain and extreme heat has made a noticeable difference to the garden. The soft fruit all yielded bumper crops and I have a freezer full ready for jams and preserves when I get back.

The only problem with the fruit was the birds, I think they ate as much as I picked; (mental note to self, buy fruit nets before next year). I even had 6 delicious red cherries from my young cherry tree. Not exactly a bumper crop, but it’s a young tree and this is the first year it has produced. I’m hoping this is a good omen for years to come.
The vegetables didn’t do so well. The beetroot looked as if it was flourishing, but under all those leaves leaves, were tough, woody baby beetroots hardly the size of walnuts.

I couldn’t leave them in the ground any longer because they started to go to seed, most of them didn’t even make it into the kitchen; they went straight into the compost. 

 I had more shallots than ever before. I’ve just lifted them out of the ground because I’m off to France again next week and I want to get them into jars of spiced vinegar before I go away. I’m struggling to find enough space to dry them all.

The garlic looks OK, not quite ready to lift yet so I’m hoping it doesn’t go to seed while I’m away. I need it to make my herb oil. I planted sets of red onions and the leaves grew tall but the onions themselves didn’t grow. I’ve pulled them from the ground because they started to flower, I’ll use the couple that grew to a decent size but the bulk of my red onions are destined for the compost pile. Salad has been strange, I’ve had a constant supple of huge radishes and spring onions, I pulled the last today because I want to use them before going away. That’s it for this year; I’ll not be putting in any more seeds in now, it’s too late in the season.

I’ve also had a never ending supply of cress growing in the window but; none of the lettuce, rocket or salad leaves survived. Despite my daily hose pipe watering, they died off as fast as I could plant them. In the end I gave up and concentrated on the things that grew. The oddest thing of all this year is the non show of the nasturtium flower. Every year I grow lots and lots of nasturtiums and they’ve always flowered profusely. 

This year I’ve had the usual abundance of good strong healthy looking plants, they are a great addition to the salad bowl, but not a single flower, and I’ve no idea why. My lavender liked the hot weather, I have lots drying ready to make little lavender sachets.
Talking of flowers, this year I have really enjoyed my flowers. I’ve spent the last few years transforming my garden from the traditional lawn and flower borders into a food producing plot. 

 

 

The plan was to have a fairly productive and established food growing garden by the time I retired so that I could indulge my love of the garden in all that extra time I was going to have. This is my first summer of retirement and so far things haven’t exactly panned out the way I planned. Rather than having extra time for the garden, I’ve ended up with a lot less. I’ve come to realise that retirement is exactly the same as any other time of your life in as much as there is a finite amount of time and usually an infinite amount of things you want to do. 

 

I’ve spent very little time here in the last few months because I’ve been trying to cram so much in. I’ve spent a long time in France, I’ve spent more time than usual enjoying the company of my grandchildren, I have my painting to find time for plus I now like to go out taking photographs AND, I like to walk every day. I have signed up for photographic competitions AND a painting competition. I can walk much further now than I used to. I’m determined to keep up with the walking, I want my retirement to be long, happy and healthy, and to do that I need to keep fit and walking every day is my chosen method.

 

So now I’m thinking maybe my garden would be better used as a quiet restful place where I can sit and relax occasionally rather than a place that needs time and effort. I guess its all about priorities; no one can do every thing. I’m considering grassing back over the vegetable plot and just keeping the soft fruit, they mostly look after themselves any way and I do quite like making jam. No firm decisions yet but I’m ‘considering my options’ as they say. I’ll miss the shallots, they always do well and I like to have pickles but I’ve come to realise, I can’t have every thing.
I’ve already made a quiet area at the top of my garden where I can sit and enjoy the sun and I’m still thinking about putting the grass back. 
 

These are just random photos taken over the last month or so. Like I said, I’m enjoying getting back into sitting watching the flowers. It’s been hectic, but it’s been fun.  

When I get back from France this time my priority will be to paint the garden walls, fences and gates. It’s a big job and should have been done this summer but now I’ll have to find time to for it in between this trip to France and my next one which will probably be in October. I hope the weather lasts because I can’t paint in the rain.
The grandchildren go home on Tuesday and I leave again for France on Thursday. It’s my sisters 60th birthday and we are having a garden party. I doubt I will post again before I leave although I will do my best to visit sites and posts I’ve missed.

 

 

By the time I come home in the middle of August, the children will be back at school, the evenings will be getting shorter and the best of the summer will be gone. Summer in Scotland never lasts much past the end of August, maybe, just maybe, some sort of normality will return to my life.