It is our third Spring here and at last I'm getting to the weed infested, overgrown spaces which pass for flower beds. Take my word for it they are really bad. I've mud wrestled a gigantic fern and dug up hundreds of bulbs, clumps and clumps of daisies and asters, a jungle of rose suckers and a mountain of grass. I found three roses, two peonies and a tulip. The roses will be moved, for some reason they were planted in deep shade, the peonies will be given away, I'm not sure what the future holds for the tulip.
Now for replanting, which would cost a fortune if it weren't for the generous people in our community. I've been hanging out on our local social media sites. We have two specifically for gardeners which right now are filled with shop and swap opportunities. We also have another just for our part of the peninsula which is handy for finding things close to home. This one also posts community events, rides in to town, lost and found dogs, cats, sheep and ducks, and cougar warnings of which we have had two recently.
For a ridiculously small amount of money, gifts of jam and promises of fruit this is my haul so far:
|climbing hydrangea-it's going in a spot similar to this, |
not sure how long it will take to grow as big
kale, lemon balm and a pile of seasoned horse manure.
I have to go, we are still painting and furniture needs to be moved, apparently the world will come to an end if we don't do it NOW. More tears.