I have read The Land Rover Owner’s Wife blog ever since I started writing mine. She knits beautifully, but actually it’s her gardening posts I love. To me, it’s like a whole other world, one that I’m not part of, and I’m fascinated by the time and effort she spends every year bringing her garden from dormant to harvest.
Now, I like my garden and I do want it to be nicer but the chances I’m going to be sowing a load of vegetable seeds or indeed scrubbing my green house are slim. (I don’t have a green house!)
I talked to my Mum, who offered to help me, and I think she was rather bemused when I said I didn’t care what we planted as long as it looked tidy. I honestly don’t. It’s like a car, who cares what it is as long as it always turns on first time and doesn’t break down. With plants I want them to grow and make my garden a nice place to spend time. Or in other words a nice place to knit.
Saturday morning we dug over one flower bed and created another two small ones before heading to Homebase for plants.
Saturday morning during the sleet (I am not joking) we planted most of the new plants, and then this morning I did the remainder.
I don’t think anyone is going to call me a gardener but I’m making an effort to channel my favourite gardening person!