Between the blackflies on Friday and the frigid temperatures on Saturday and Sunday there is little to report gardeningwise. I turned many beds and planted more peas, spinach and lettuce, seeded four kinds of chard, two varieties of mustard greens and four types of kale. I also transplanted little garlic bulbs that I had gotten as bulbils from gardener extraordinaire, Peter Wiley, at Seedy Saturday a few years ago when it was held at Wychwood Barns. They had grown bigger each year and now are ready to join the rest of the garlic in a dedicated bed.
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| Thea and Scylla hot on a trail |
It seems so fitting to have dogs in the country. So nice for them to be able to wander at will, enjoying the smells, flaking out and playing by turn.
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| Scylla spurns Thea's invitation to play |
Christopher also tried out the new pole pruner he got for his birthday. But, unlike on our arbour weekend where safety was uppermost, he likes to do a bit of yardwork in his housecoat and slippers.
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| Scylla says, "Now that's a stick!" |
Over the years I have planted hundreds of daffodil bulbs in the ornamental beds, field and "woods".
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| Thalia daffodil - the best of the white narcissus |
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| Naturalized daffodils in the field |
And we now have a couple of new benches.
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| Green iron bench under the old apple tree |
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| Lutyens bench in the crabapple allee |
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