Honest toil
Saturday, April 21st, 2012 03:16 pmSuch weeds we office workers are.
Having spent a couple of hours in the garden with the mattock, fork and rake, digging up what used to be the lawn, we're knackered. We're only about 2/3 done, too.
Never mind. We'll finish it tomorrow, weather permitting and then, instead of sewing more lawn grass, we are are going to sprinkle meadow seeds and trample them in. Provided the current levels of rain and warm continue, it should, by mid summer, give us a mix of wild flowers and meadow grass, which will only need cutting back annually and even then only to about three inches.
If all goes to plan, it will both look splendidly country-like (insofar about 10-15 square metres of garden can look like a country meadow) and attract wildlife.
While we were resting between digging, a breeding pair of robins popped in and mooched for bugs and worms, all the while eyeing us beadily. One of them even stood, picture postcard style on the fork handle. It was unbelievably cheesy and cute.
Neither of us is really fit enough for heavy gardening, sad but true, so we're taking a bit at a time. We don't want to do ourselves a mischief, after all. If it all looks half as good as I hope it will, it's going to be great, and we will start getting some use out of the neglected lower part of the garden, too.
Having spent a couple of hours in the garden with the mattock, fork and rake, digging up what used to be the lawn, we're knackered. We're only about 2/3 done, too.
Never mind. We'll finish it tomorrow, weather permitting and then, instead of sewing more lawn grass, we are are going to sprinkle meadow seeds and trample them in. Provided the current levels of rain and warm continue, it should, by mid summer, give us a mix of wild flowers and meadow grass, which will only need cutting back annually and even then only to about three inches.
If all goes to plan, it will both look splendidly country-like (insofar about 10-15 square metres of garden can look like a country meadow) and attract wildlife.
While we were resting between digging, a breeding pair of robins popped in and mooched for bugs and worms, all the while eyeing us beadily. One of them even stood, picture postcard style on the fork handle. It was unbelievably cheesy and cute.
Neither of us is really fit enough for heavy gardening, sad but true, so we're taking a bit at a time. We don't want to do ourselves a mischief, after all. If it all looks half as good as I hope it will, it's going to be great, and we will start getting some use out of the neglected lower part of the garden, too.