Anyway, after swearing never EVER to plant a palm other great gardening things were achieved this morning.
In my neverending battle against weeds, I have finally relented and put down pebbles and weedmatting in the front garden. See me with my trusty rake. If I can lift my arms tomorrow it will be a minor miracle.
I’m not sure what the roses are going to think of being surrounded by pebbles. I also did a Peter Cundall style pruning on them. I was ruthless. Let’s hope they recover.
And then there is what I call my native garden which was planted in the corner of the back garden almost a year ago. This morning it looked like this:
I call this photo “Once were weeds”. I had shamefully neglected it all through the hot weather. After fifteen minutes with a hoe my father had it looking like this.
See, there were actual plants in there.
And finally, an update on the gum tree which was lopped off at the beginning of the year in order that I could get my front fence built. It’s now my favourite tree in the garden. So beautiful.4 Comments »