There’s an ‘end of the month’ meme, hosted by the Patient Gardener. Only I’ve missed it. So here’s my contribution, celebrating the start of March, Dewi Sant (St David) and, hopefully, spring.
The top garden is beginning to look as though this year might be quite good. The daffs seem a little shorter than usual, but there are going to be a lot of them. There are still plenty of crocuses, and the snowdrops are just beginning to go over. I intend to leave this area pretty much alone, except for the usual path-mowing and the major strimming event in September.
Though I must admit that the giant skimmia below the ash needs attention. There are more daffodils under there.
The middle garden always looks a bit messy until I unpack the benches from their tarpaulins, and until the borders bulk up a bit with solomon’s seal, marguerites and paeonies. There is also a substantial amount of weeding to do here, not least in support of my attempt to control the spread of the Japanese anemones which the previous owner evidently loved. He certainly had plenty of them. Grr – though maybe he inherited them too. But in amongst them are some lovely leucojums which always flower earlier than the books say they should:
And so to the bottom garden.
We’ve started working on it, initially shifting ferns about while we try and work out how far to extend the border into the
grass moss (let’s have a little honesty here). We’ve ‘drawn’ so many lines in the green stuff with various spades and edging tools that I’m not quite sure which one is which. P suggested that we start at the bottom, which is easy and self-evident, and then decide about the rest. I’ll go with that.
The full size of the Problem Portugese Laurel of Gloom can be seen here:
It’s the big mother in the background. As a windbreak, it’s fab – and that corner does need a windbreak – so it’s staying. Modified a little.
We’ve also cleared the path of the overgrown lavender and rosemary bushes. I’m not sure if they’ll survive their savage haircuts, but the next month will tell. And at least we can get underneath them to weed.
I like the idea of (trans)planting primroses below them – and controlling them a little more if they do live. There was previously no sign of the path whatsoever, and it’s quite nice to have it back.
Finally, and celebrating the definite start of spring, I was right – I had seen signs of fritillaries. This clump is always the first, but the others are beginning to struggle through as well. Hooray!
They’re the bendy things in the middle. Honest.