Today we were in the garden. Until about 1:30 in the afternoon, we worked slowly and steadily.
And it is starting to show!
One of the planters by the front door is now blooming nicely.
Tom and Grant built a lovely bench for me out of the reclaimed cement blocks that used to prop up our old house. There are more of these blocks — look for future installations!
I pruned back the St. John’s Wort a little bit, after Tom spent some time yesterday clearing the weeds from around it so I could see what needed shaping. I got a little too close in a couple places and it touched my face and skin, so I will be uncomfortable. At least I know what causes the rash, and so I am not as worried as the first time I reacted to it. Still, it looks a lot nicer than before and since we are actually living here again it will be easier to keep it shaped and manageable.
I started to pull some of the weeds from between the pavers in the front patio. It’s a constant, thankless job, but necessary. I cleared about 30 assorted aster-relatives, dock, and forget-me-nots. And
noticed got distracted by the lovely pattern the table makes on the pavers when the sun shines…
Then I got ambitious and decided it was time to thin out the plants in the fish pond. This thought would have been appropriate ten years ago. Or at least five.
Here is what came out when GRANT got involved. No longer one or two plants, an entire ecosystem that was gradually silting up.
I LOVE IT! A perfect experiment in what happens when water does not circulate in and out of a space. It is exactly what happens when rivers are dammed and confined, the reason we have to dredge so many of our waterways. Slow-moving and still waters eventually bog down. Literally. BOG.
We’ll have a full pond again soon, with a few goldfish the way we used to have before the garter snakes went fishing. And we’ll put plants back in, too.
And just so you know, I checked the tadpoles a week ago, and they were already gone. So either they are happily skedaddled to maturity, or the snakes have enjoyed a good meal. Either way, I hope that messing with the pond won’t discourage future generations. I am thinking of putting in another pond, too — a larger one in the back that has a little more interest and visibility. And maybe a little solar fountain to keep the water moving…
Planning for the future. Now to make it happen!