Three Steps To Sudden Dea…Success

Buds are starting to open all over.


The front astilbe is doing really well. Pays to try again.


A rare shot looking down from the corner.


No nettles now, for a while at least.


That’s a really old bellflower hence it’s doing better than the newer aubretia.

Yo, Dear Reader, a bit of annoying news, the potatoes have been hit with blight, which means I’ll have to watch and take the tops as it spreads, thankfully it isn’t very advance and hasn’t affected the tubers yet. It’ll mean a smaller yield and I’ll have to clean up well after I dig them up, but it doesn’t affect anything else so I may stuff cabbages in there or cauliflower, or more squash….maybe peas. You can tell I’ve accepted that nature is fickle, can’t you, Dear Reader? It was mostly bad luck in that I couldn’t spray in time because of the rain that likely caused the blight. It happens, last year I had frost killing them over and over, that was worse. I’ll learn a lot from this and fix what I can and keep growing and growing. Not as a person because I’m already perfect…what? Where are you going?!

Not hugely different, but better.


You can see how much it rises as you head up.


Mint roots are down.


Under the rose at the back. You can see how hard it is to clear.

Two skip, five neighbour and one wild.

So, I did mention I was going to tackle the dangerous, deadly slope of doom…which as it turned out when I moved a bunch of pots has settled thanks to the weight of the pots and was nearly a three step up climb, not great and not something you’d want to do, mostly because I’m nearly into the field and way too close to the top of the wall for comfort, but for clearing out it was just right. I managed to lay a good bit of matting, some mysteriously turned out and I’ll ask no questions, I popped the red Crocosmia in the corner, then I had two old pots of newer yellow ones, I found these in bunches, these I tossed at the gap in the rose and the wall where the nettles pop out. Somehow I managed to get it to fly over the rose and sink perfectly into place. Twice no less. Then it was a matter of matting what I could, mostly stuffing it in under the rose, putting back pots and tying the arch to a nail I hammer into the pillar for something. It wasn’t supposed to last, but I want it back the other way, towards the wall, before it falls over. Now I have more space, much less nettles, and much nicer situated plants. This is still a garden atop junk, but it does look good.

Looking over to the En Suite Garden.

Strawberry Regina.


Swish. Nothing but net…tles.


Not coming back here for a while.


A fair bit of Summer Bulbs to come out there yet.


More space to fill.

I’ve started transplanting the plants that I grew from cuttings and separating the seed alpine strawberries. It’s nice to get to a point where the roses are strong enough to go into bigger pots for a year or more. I have five I grew from a neighbour’s roses, three roses on is a red one I want, one might be a blue/purple one and the other might also be a red, but lighter. I was supposed to mark them and then I was rushed so here we are over a year later and I have no clue of the colour. The other two are from bouquets dumped in the skips, red if they aren’t dyed. Red is a much rarer colour to get really rich when it comes to roses. So, wish me luck, Dear Reader, it’ll be a while before I know what’s what. There’s a lot of work to come yet, Dear Reader, the garden ebbs and flows what’s abundant one year isn’t always going to come in another, bar the raspberries those are freakishly productive, what might be slow this year will thrive next year. It’s all part of the garden cycle and all I can do is push onwards, ever onwards. I’ll be back again later, Dear Reader, until then stay safe and take care.

I had no luck for years and now have at least three.


The big clone rose is coming out at the base too.


Secret Garden from the back.


So much foxglove keeps popping up.


Reviving already.


RTC in bloom again.

Rose Rearing

The Elephant’s Ear (Taro) has been transplanted finally.


I have to pull at the leaves to get this rose in frame.


I’ll divide up the alpine Strawberries soon. Last ones were the yellow variety and they’ve naturalised here.


I always forget how Irises look before they bloom an am always startled.


I walk past this near daily, but don’t always see it all.


Massive Dahlias, War of the Roses, are starting.


Bouquet rose over two years in, I removed the aphids once I saw them.

Yo, Dear Reader, we’re getting the grower’s dream of rain at night and heat with some sunshine during the day, long may it last. It’s amazing that the squash are already getting larger. Right now I’m starting to transplant the plants grown from cutting and seeds that have been hanging around for months. Also starting more because it’s not like me to stop, is it, Dear Reader? I have four new varieties of mint down, all root segements so hopefully they’ll start. Pineapple Mint, Chocolate Mint, Moroccan Mint and Basil Mint. Sent from a farm here in Ireland that specialises in many different types of plants. I don’t really use mint as much as I should, but it’s lovely just grown for the smell alone. I have the Apple Mint, grown from seed, already transplanted so all growing well I should have a lovely selection in time.


Used to think the colour variation was sun damage, but it’s just the way it blooms.


Most of the plants that repeat are there because the bees liked them so much.


Never had a sulphur queen start, but look at that.


Division is tough, but the roots should be large enough to distinguish.


Just crammed anywhere and they look good.


A lot of foxglove around. (Also Calla Lily, which I forgot the name of, but a Dear Reader remembered it.)


A flowering garlic, I think, looks like nothing and will bloom much later.

Next up is the roses, hard to imagine that I spent so much time on them, but then again the Bouquet rose is over two years old now, just starting to flower again, and many plants here were started this way. They’re different from the grafted roses, may not be strong as quick, but they’ll never be at risk of being taken over by the graft, they’ll be the same rose for as long as they’re alive. I still hope to graft a rose myself, more bucket list item than a grand idea, Dear Reader, so I’m going to try it in Winter as I’ve read seems to be a common practise. Getting the root stock will be tough, I had wild roses, but they were shuffled all over when I was doing the back and may be mixed in or lost. I could use my uncle’s, but it may be vigorous. I suppose this is half the fun, Dear Reader, trying to figure out all hat needs to be set before you even start. A lot of work to be done yet, Dear Reader, but I’ll take my time and hope this good weather stays. I’ll be back again sooner rather than later, until then stay safe and take care.

The best the Grave Rose has looked.


For so little work it is strikingly beautiful.


So many odds and ends popping up.


Hosta are good slug indicators. I have no slug pellets down at all, but not much slugs either.


I mostly head out for air and to visit the bees in the evening.


Strangely good year so far.


This will close the exit to the Secret Garden soon!

Don’t Make Me Climb Up There!

Passiflora just filling in it’s buds, layer by layer.


Seems to be acone flower and I have no record of it, must be a mix up somewhere. Was achillea.


Back of the Rambler.


Boysenberry.


I threw some cheap wild seeds there, same as the front I think, and they’re sprouting up.


The Kiwi is still growing at least.


The Rambler has taken years of work to shape and grow.


No idea if I’ll get there, but I’ll try!

I forget the name, asparagus something maybe, but it came back from frost burn so well.

Yo, Dear Reader, today was one of those where I did a lot, I know this because I was out all day, but if you asked what I did I’d have trouble answering. There are so many small tasks that help the garden reach the height, literally at times, it does, you can’t just marvel at everything you’ve completed, though I am learning to appreciate some of it and praise myself, but in the end all the small things combine to really wonderful rewards. To see so many happy insects, so much fruit starting to grow, plants lush and green, well it’s all worthwhile, Dear Reader. You can’t capture it all, there’s a lot that is just a brief moment and it’s gone, but I make sure to photograph all I can to remind me of what was once it’s gone.

These revived thanks to the peculiar weather.


The Teasel is holding water in its leaves. Might be good for bees.


Serrated backs to the leaves are not nice.


It’s an odd plant and I should’ve read more about it, but if it brings finches it’ll be great. If not that’s okay, it’s mine now.


Rum (Blissful) and Gar (Apprehensive) got repainted as I wasn’t happy. I’ll have far too many of these in time, but I like making them.


This is blue, it came from one garden and has been spread, by me, all over.


The front rose is open.

I have had a slightly risky idea in my mind, right now I can’t even say if it’s possible, but I’ve been eyeballing the area where the nettles come up thick, it was sort of assessable, though I needed a hand on the wall, right now the nettles are up, so is the huge Crocosmia, which would need moving, but the biggest issue is the rose exploding forth. I don’t want to risk damaging it, this would just be a rough layering of matting at best, but also I do not want a face full of the rose or to fall through. I’ve been in there once or twice, it’s the tallest part of the back, very slanted and I shouldn’t go too far near it, but I also shouldn’t have waded into the junk and the back and now look at it. I’ll be safe and smart, Dear Reader, but I’ll have a little look by moving pots. There’s literally no one I could ask to go in with me, I know the back like no one else and it is a huge mess of bumps and possible falls to the uninitiated, I’ve been through my baptism of fire already so I might take a look and yank up some nettles at the least.

Garlic tops (From Spring Garlic) as mulch and they’ve been marked again for planting cabbages soon.


That area is hard to get to without moving things so I put chunks of Japanese Anemone, Field Geranium and Crane’s Bill in pots to fill it up.


Needs a good weeding, I am on it, but they’re relentless.


This year I prune and keep it tied. I want a few nice tomatoes, not a lot of waste greenery.

Hard to remember how much of the garden stared with the phrase “I wonder”, I’m willing to do a lot to get something to work, sometimes too much I admit, Dear Reader. I have pushed myself so far and it’s funny that at the point where my body is at it’s best, not that it’s anything amazing, but I’ve been through a hell to get to this, I haven’t anything huge left to conquer. I expect the back to always be somewhat wild, I’d just like to see what could be done, but even that is small potatoes compared to the rest of it. I’ll keep moving, hauling and shifting all manner of oversized and overweight salvaged objects to keep making the garden better, but it feels strange not to have any more mountains to scale, so to speak, but good in a way because I no longer need to distract myself quite so much. For now I plan the expedition to Nettle Hill by looking at photos, thy have a lot of uses, Dear Reader, late night doubling checking is a main one next to preserving and recording. I’ll be back again later, Dear Reader, until then stay safe and take care.


Before any of this I once filled the area with nasturtium seeds and once again they’re returning.


Good Old Fig Tree.


The Back Rose is a wild rose so it blooms in clusters.


Bees have been busy and the raspberries are coming in.


Newer golden raspberries.


Nothing stays small if I can help it.

Auspicious Squash

The Clone’s Rose is slightly whiter, probably due to sun.


Welcome back, buddy.


Lot of preparation, took an hour and a half.


Hardy Gloxinia, it’s been here a while, always looks more like a weed than most weeds.


Mistook this for a nettle, but no, Back Rose.


It’s filling in everywhere.


This is the big turning point where everything starts to grow much faster.


Bird Dropped Foxglove gets so tall.

Yo, Dear Reader, a busy day today. I finally got the main bulk of squash planted, I have eleven down, four in reserve and another nine planted, doubled up as these are the last of the seeds, I had no luck with the mashed potato squash, I hear they’re bland anyway, and I won’t be bothering with that again. About half germinated and I’m happy with what’s up, Blue Pumpkin Jarrahdale, Harlequin Squash and Uchiki Kuri. A good rounded mixture of squash. I was lucky to be gifted the really reliable blue pumpkins by a dear friend, because there isn’t much to buy here and with the UK the way it is I had issues getting much of anything and everything cost more so I bought less. But I got here, Dear Reader, this is the first year there’s no possibility of me heading to hospital for surgery so I have an uninterrupted run with these. I’m also finally pruning the tomatoes as they grow. A friend said they’ll resemble walking sticks, but that’ll mean better fruit production. I usually had to prioritize things incase of me being called and somethings like the tomatoes always ended up being let run too wild. Now this year, Dear Reader!

About 500g of spring garlic.


First of the new roses is out.


The Rambler is looking stuffed with buds.


I think the raspberries broke the rope holding them.


I’ve never seen RTC get so long.


Hard to tell as it’s messy, but the Swamp Lilies are growing.


They’re everywhere.


The Seathrift are nice as border plants.

Funnily when the squash were down the wind died down and the sun came out strong, but not too strong. Last year the frost killed all my new seedlings before they even saw the pots. I am somewhat tempted to put down a few more, it’d mean buying more from a limited selection, so I could get them into pots when the onions and garlic are up. There’s no way to use every inch of space and spent pots might not be the best, but it could be fun too. I’ll leave it for a day or two and as I say, Dear Reader, I have more down already. I got my carrots down, ever year I plant them thinner and thinner, or try to, and my beet root which I plan to hill up slightly when they grow larger. I harvested the Spring Garlic which is all the too small cloves shoved into a single pot. That was made into pesto, macadamia nut and pistachio. I take off the top droopy leaves by stripping so the bottom is clean and then the roots and the rest of the top and just use the crisp, fragrant stems. The rest is as usual with pesto, but I use twice as much Spring garlic as I would basil, it’s plentiful and not as pungent. Tastes lovely and last year’s batches of pesto saw me as far as this month. It’ll be all go for a while if the weather stays like this, Dear Reader, so there’ll be plenty to report. Until later, stay safe and take care.


I may have to put this out if it keeps growing so fast.


Raspberries and rose have just smashed together.


This clematis struggled for years and I decided to move it to shade and it is thriving.


Lovely colour changes in this fern.


Two blue, two harlequin.


I’ve never watched apples grow before.


One end of The Rambler.


Newer Peony is doing well.


Reeks of curry.


Hidden Anemone.

Wind Smacked

My Grandmother’s rose, I think this must be the root stock, or the pink rose that appeared was. Hard to say, but they’re a lovely rose.


You can never get enough roses. Never.


This is my Grandmother’s, taken as a chunk of hard wood I had to saw off.


Two tits seem to be nesting again.


Bright yellow flowers will soon open that don’t seem like the same plant.

Yo, Dear Reader, the weather is still heavy, wet and windy in the extreme, I went out to spray the potatoes, there’s a blight warning so I have to, it’s just copper sulphate, soap, oil and water, but I was careful where and when I went spraying. Unlike the roses the potatoes are low, the rose spray would end up blowing everywhere in this weather, but on the flipside the wind has whipped away a lot of the aphids. I did joke about that, Dear Reader, but the joke was on them. The weeds are having a field say and I need to get out, but I have a headache from the air pressure, between my joints and head I can measure the weather far too well, but they’ll get gone when I get out. The back weed was trying to fight back, but it doesn’t know how stubborn I am. I did read that copper sulphate kills roots somehow so I’ll be reading up later. I don’t want to resort to extremes if the matting works and it has so far.


They’re everywhere.


A new rose in an old spot, I had two die, another went wild after the graft died and finally this grew.


Old poppies that pop up everywhere in there and resemble a weed.


ZZ plants are pretty cool.


Naru’s Royal Mallows are fine thankfully.


Self-seeded fiddle neck.

Right now nature is making its voice heard, the fledgling starlings are screeching and tormenting every other bird, we had the magpies that nest nearby coming here for a rest from the curious babies. I had to go out whistling to make sure I didn’t end up smashing into them while my headphones were in and I was busy tallying up everything. At times you could scream bloody murder near me and I’d be too focused on the plants to care, which sounds bad, Dear Reader, but as someone who is hyperaware most of the time it’s a blessing. I’m mostly watching for weeds and what needs some work. I keep it in my head and usually do all I need to, but with the hot and wet weather and me not being able to go out, out enough, there’s a lot to get to.

Not pulling these, they’re great. Bird drops are sometimes bad, but they do good work at times.


I have a dark purple and a light. Might have another purple in the front too, but I’ll wait and be surprised.


To walk in you have to raise your arms and you still get caught.


The hollyhock that went massive last year. Glad it’s okay after a repot, the roots are thick, but short.


Such an absurdly mismatched flower for a lovely foliage plant.


One of the biggest tree lilies when it reaches full height it’s about six feet.


I still call it funeral lily.

People keep telling me we’ll, we who?, will be able to get out soon and excuse me? I’m never not out, not even major surgery kept me in for long. I love it out there and it’s gearing up for Summer blooms in the extreme. I hope to get squash down soon, carrots and beetroot too, the basils started thankfully, first batch must’ve been a dud. I have more and I may add a few small trays in there when I get the rest of the plants going out hardened off. With this weather that’s been slower, but better in than planted and torn apart by the wind. The work is paying off, Dear Reader, knowing when to wait and that I can now is helping too, there were many wild plants that weren’t getting to grow as they were taken up with weeds when I was rushing to get everything done. Now they can bloom and the little jet engines that bees seem to run on, they synced up and near rattled my brains yesterday when I was checking the raspberries, are having the time of their too short lives. I’ll be back again later, Dear Reader, until then stay safe and take care.

New jasmine is so small and gentle and the honeysuckle is gunning for it.


I haven’t added the colourant this year, but I think it’ll still be lilac.


Uncle’s peony number two has bloomed.


This goes through a lot of colour changes, a lot of older roses seem to. Usually the first to go back as it’s the first out.


The only difference between wild and cultivated foxglove is the wild is taller and free. These are tidier though.


I hope little bulbs are forming beneath.

Professor RTC


I read that the red is sun protection, not an indication of colour. A pity, but I’ll just wait and see.


I tried moving that canna, took it all up years ago and no I didn’t.


One of my neighbours, one is a very old rich red rose.

I was playing Is It A Weed? and won.


This looked bad, but I knew it’d be fine, must be the longest growing of this batch.


Buy cheap and plant plenty pays off.


I have bits of this stuck everywhere and it’s all flowering.


These should be the sweeter strawberries.


They could all be different or they could all be the same.


Front honeysuckle looks lovely in flower.

Yo, Dear Reader, I’ve been doing a lot of DIY jobs around the house, thankfully with the thunder showers I couldn’t be out much anyway. I do get out and check things to keep track of everything, which often just involves a lot of waiting and keep an internal running list of changes for each plant. It’s is funny how much specialised knowledge you gain from the garden, yet there’s always so much more to learn and so many different branches, heh, to explore. I know how to grow so many plants, but names often elude me, I can’t tell you about soil compositions, but I can eyeball soil mixes and health. I don’t know where I read it, but there was a discussion about how there are so many different kinds of smarts, we often overlook what we perceive too be too simple to be worth listening to or learning about. People often ignore my advice, only give when they ask for it, Dear Reader, given any other way it’s fine to ignore it, only to face the same issues, so I try to at least keep advice in mind whenever I can, you never know what you’ve been taught without even realising it.

I was trying to see through it and there’s just a hole now and that’ll fill in soon.


So many buds are almost open.


For a vague idea, I had rocks to start with, this has turned into a lovely little corner.


First of the front roses is getting ready to bloom.


3/4 Plants were salvaged.


You can see the garlic for slugs, no idea if it’ll work, but I’ll have garlic.


Wild Rose is growing well too.


Daylilies are lovely and no work.


Such a pretty plant. Rare here too, I got it cheap by chance.

I did mention about the mealybug attack, I have been removing a few flowers still, but things look good and I think I caught them early. I have seen there are a lot of new flower spikes emerging from every orchid. I joke at this stage Google is useless, so I just look at RTC, it always seems to be ahead of the rest, my best teacher, I really believe, Dear Reader, that without RTC I wouldn’t have the success with orchids I have. Indoors is a great way to learn just how specific plant’s needs are. When you have something in a situation and location that is completely alien to it, but it is trying to survive you can learn a lot by just observing and remembering what you see so you can look back later with more knowledge. It does mean that sometimes you see places where you could’ve saved plants and where you cause their demise, but, Dear Reader, it also helps you see where some things were lost causes. Not much today, Dear Reader, things are growing fast with the heat and rain, I do hope to get the squash down soon, with this year they should do well. Though I do await the Hailstone curse. Until later, Dear Reader, stay safe and take care.

Always something popping up this time of year.


Sure that’s a weed, but it’s a remote area and a nice flower.


Everywhere you see a scraggly long bit that’s a new spike.


No way to identify what it could be.


Started inside an outside, in the greenhouse that is, doesn’t seem to matter, the smaller are later started cuttings,


Freshness does matter, but not a huge amount, just as long a the stem is plump you have a chance.


My Gasteria was nearly dead when it arrived years ago, one of my first indoor plants.


Canna, one of a few started from saved seeds.

Honest Jack And Green Jim

Finally, The Greek Fence.


The Bouquet Rose is starting to fill out, it’s still thin so hard to see exactly.


Soon, then the next batch go into the cold frame and I plant a few back ups.


Broom handles and cheaply made, not that cheap annoyingly, hanging basket arms worked out.


I was so confused how they’d started climbing the wall and then remembered those are in a pot.


Raspberry fruits are appearing.


Naru’s Garden is stuffed.


So much life everywhere.

Yo, Dear Reader, wow, do I have stories for you…hah…wow. No, not really. What? I could lie, but they don’t call me Honest Jack for nothing, okay they don’t call me that. The garden is currently being buffeted by a lot of heavy rain and wind, but also sudden bursts of heat, at one point yesterday I was hit by warm rain, felt like a literal shower, the weather is changing and not for the better, Dear Reader, I’m just going with the usual and trying to adapt as best I can. If gardening was predictable I’d be in trouble, but it’s anything but. I mentioned I’d need to replant basil as the first batch failed to start, now the second batch is already up, bar the one bag that might’ve been a bad set. I have more again, I love basil, but it is a fight to get it started strong.


No wasted space (Or flowers).


Roses soon, I know I keep saying that, but it’s true.


Such a fun thing to watch, a rose turning into a mature plant.


Flowers are great, but so is just so much green.


I will have only a rough idea of which potato is which.


Good old (New) Jim.


Finally taking off lower leaves on the tomatoes in a timely fashion.


The roses seem to be returning again.


The Secret Garden roses were the first plants in there, long before I made it what it is now.

As you can see I have finally finished the fence, I honestly don’t like painting all that much, but I do like the end results. I also painted and repainted a few of the ornaments. The Devil was too light a colour and foxfire seemed fitting. I was being told that the smiling one, Jim, was just like The Mask, like the film, but as to how I’d get the right shade of (Don’t say puke) pea soup green, well once again chance works out in my favour and fortune favours those willing to toss green paint into a can. I bought a small bottle of green paint, like the neon yellow it at first didn’t affect the now green paint at all, but after a day I had the exact shade. A little white I got for free and now we have Jim: Reborn. I may paint the others, I do like Gar in the current shade though, but I’m taking a breather from paint. I need to do…well, anything else.

This is going to be beautiful in a few years when it fills that wall.


Teeny tiny apples.


This is so old it was called Columbine when it was planted.


Arch segment got a makeover.


This is growing too tall too fast and may need to go out in the Summer.


Ah, The Rambler, it’s a stunner.


Big tomatoes this year, Raspberry Giant.


I could weed every hour and still they’d be in photos.


A better colour. Still a heavy chunk of concrete.

When the wind dies off I’ll transplant the squash, I had to bury the seaweed beneath the soil as the crows kept pulling it off. You can be sure there’ll be hailstones, every year without fail when the squash goes into the pots there are hailstones. It’s a strange curse, Dear Reader, I regret shoving that wizard into that well. I have also set up my netting in case the birds really go for the currant, not two seconds after it was up and a bee got confused so I’ll leave it open for now. It’s a balancing act of looking after nature, but also not having everything ruined by the same nature. Mostly birds, though some insects too, the bees are just a humming sound you can feel in the evenings it’s so loud. Everything is impossibly thick and verdant, Dear Reader, in the Winter this feel impossible, a trick of the camera and fuzzy memories, but in the Summer it becomes an every day, common sight. I have I never stop marvelling at the first flush of green waves. I’ll be back again later, Dear Reader, until then stay safe and take care.

This is going to be interesting as it’s such a random mix.


Garlic, most of it anyway, the Spring Garlic is coming up soon.


The store bought onion I stuck down months ago is still there, solid, but that’s it.


When I found this I had very little holly, now I may have too much.


Lots of flowers this year on the strawberries.


Irises are appearing.


A lily…I think.


Many lilies, I know.


Might be the last Tulip, might be another plant entirely.


Come on basil!


Bonemeal and seaweed added and ready for squash.

Smackety Smack: Aphid Attack

I guess these are thornless blackberries or it’s lulling me into a false sense of security.


Baby’s Breath is really tatty, but it’s growing so yay.


I mean, I have no idea how much rose is under all of this.


Irises are lovely.


My Grandmother’s rose seems to be different wherever you look at it.


Can’t beat wild seeds.


Making progress.


I’m not cutting it again, it can become a fence if needs be.

Yo, Dear Reader, I am once again fighting an infestation, well, I’ve fought & mostly beaten it. There were mealybugs on the Noble Orchid, a fair few I’d missed as it’s on the windowsill, but they migrated before I’d moved it and decided to head to the flowers. Now I was annoyed and a little panicked, I do love these plants so much, they’ve gotten me through dark times, but in looking at it after removing, spraying and clearing there was no “mold” and no sap, so they must’ve just started to spread. I think they may have been in the soil and because the pot is opaque I couldn’t see anything, hard to say for sure, but it’s the best guess. Sadly I had to get rid of the noble orchid, also Eve’s Needle which had mold, actual mold, but as there was no breeze there was no spread. When it’s relatively new it can be overwhelming, there’s a lot to learn about what to do and a lot to scare you as that gets clicks, but right now I understand what to do and to watch for and I know they may not live forever, but I won’t let something take my plants down. Funnily once infested the plants started to grow more, must be a reason for it, but I’m not testing it, Dear Reader! None under the leaves this time thankfully.


I can get wild blackberries, but having them here is fun too.


Two sacks of primroses. I’ll revive them if I can.


Turns out teasel can grow to five feet…should’ve double checked.


Forget where I planted these, they used to be in the front garden and got spread around.


So, so many primroses.


Some are yellow, some might turn out pink and some are two tone.


My uncle’s peony finally flowered.

Sumer is the time for all these pests and pestering molds, I went out and smacked the aphids off the roses, I’ll spray when it’s too hot for bees, but just the roses, where once I’d have been as panicked as with the orchids that first time. It is startling how fast an infestation can take hold and that it can have a knock on effect. On the flipside it’s also startling how fast things can grow after a good drenching in hot weather. We had thunder rain and the back rose has erupted from the side nearer the Rosary, also the front edging planters filled with seed flowers have sprung up and look like bunches of chives. Just the other day I was wondering if they’d be okay and suddenly they are. A few days makes a huge difference these days, Dear Reader, I’ll just keep doing what I can to keep everything happy and healthy as possible. It’s rewarding to look at everything, to see the bees and birds just filling the garden, you can’t move for them at times. Won’t be long before the harvesting commences, slow at first and them more and more. I hope you’ll be here to see it with me, Dear Reader. Until later, stay safe and take care.

Won’t be long until I can see what colours will come.


Slightly less tatty.


No clue what they will be, but they look nice.


Lilac is making that drab corner so pretty and verdant.


Such a nice mix for all chance plantings.


Greece or Finland, you decide.


This is the washed version of the red. Funnily I saw two houses in my shade of green today and that is so strange.


Someone bought these a few years ago and didn’t want them. They’ve done well.

Vroom, Yeehaw & AHHH

Anemone didn’t have a great showing this year, hopefully they’ll do better next year.


Snowball Tree is looking good.


These grow so fast. These were in a mixed bundle and only recently planted.


Immature apples, probably too early to hope for mature apples. Maybe next year.


It’s all so alive right now.


ZZ Plant shoots look really unusual.


It was tough getting it tied, should help though.


Painted and stuck on.

Yo, Dear Reader, we are once again being threatened by hot rain because the weather forecast can’t tell what we’re getting so it’s hedging its bets. Sun? Maybe. Rain? Probably. Eh, I have a lot done and I wouldn’t say no to a break for a day or two, there are a lot of bits and bobs that needed tidying up. The arch holding the back rose, well, more the other way round, had started to tilt the wrong way, I never expected it to do so well anyway so I don’t mind, but Jack being Jack, I had to do something, Dear Reader. I used some cord and looped that around the concrete post, was tempted to try lassoing it, but this was tough enough, left abandoned at our wall, there are a bunch of them lined up throughout the field, yes I thought about taking them and no I couldn’t, I then tied what might be a running knot, might not be, what am I a boy scout?, got that taut and hooked it around the arch and once the second was in place I pulled it up again and then had to redo the first. Whoops. The goal is just to have it tumble backwards and to have the rose smother all that bareness.


I planted dandelions, just dandelions and a hosta grew. I planted a weed and a flower grew.


Oldest rhubarb is getting there.


I forget what colour they all are so this is new to me too.


The lookout.


Must be nesting nearby.


It’s amazing all you can grow, or attempt to at least.


Like all onions they’re mostly stem with a bit of flower.


Hard to see, but there are flower buds on The Rambler.


The Baby is once again free.

I’ve mostly finished up my painting, bar the fence as I’m still waiting on paint, that’ll get done whenever I have paint and it’s dry. I decided to place the cars around the loop encompassing the Secret and En Suite garden, so that they can race eternally. Every where there is a lumpy patch that you can stand on there’s a car. Speaking of the back, I have been meaning to fix up the currant netting, it seems to have helped with the aphids at least, I have bought some hanging basket arms and will finally make a rough canopy to hold it up. I was there today and I saw a blackbird just bushing out its tail, I kept quiet as I didn’t want to disturb it, nor it’s mate as it turned out, which had no problem ramming into my thigh and scaring the life out of me. I had though they were eating currants, but after I put up the mesh again a bee got caught under it, safe now, so off that went and then I tried the black wider netting, which kept catching the currants, I’d have none because of myself lifting it, Dear Reader, so that was a no. I was worried the birds may get caught anyway. As soon as I had it removed they came back, but seem to be foraging at the base, I will put up some loose hanging mesh, just enough for a rough roof. I want fruit, but don’t want anything hurt. I’ll harvest whatever I harvest, Dear Reader. I’ll be back again soon, Dear Reader, peas and basil are down now so let’s hope they start well. Until later, stay safe and take care.

I haven’t seen ladybirds in years.


Won’t be long now, squash.


Alpine Strawberries are finally getting bigger.


For no work they are pretty.


Took two years for these to flower.


Railway Gang is already rooting out of the pots.


These are red, the yellow ones I bought as seeds years ago are now a part of the garden as much as the weeds.


The Skip Roses are really kicking off.

No-No Neon to Gladdening Green

The bagged potatoes are flying up.


So many flowers on such a small tree.


I was so surprised as the original colour was awful.


This peony looks darker right now than the other, but they’re the same plant, just split.

Yo, Dear Reader, it is once again time to get painting, not that I like the painting part, I’m a slob, even when careful, but I do like the end result for the most part. I decided to paint out fence a solid colour, then realising the tins weren’t enough I decided to go for a split, it’s a really long fence, Dear Reader. So I now wait for another blue and also barley, they were out or green and it broke my heart because I liked that combination. The biggest hassle will be not splattering barley on the blue when doing the remaining panels. I’m doing a three, one, three etc because I had a lot of blue and stripes would make everyone who walks past dizzy. I don’t need dazed bodies strewn about, Dear Reader, it’s cramped enough here already.

Summer is nearing and everything is popping up.


The tyre is growing so well, I forget what’s in there, but it’s packed so it’s fine.


Only one mould was intended for cement. Others are cake and sand.


Soon it’ll go to seed and be an ugly brown.

One thing I decided was to use the dregs to paint some of the new ornaments, also one cushion that was mispainted, no wet coat, and chipped off, all I had to do was fill the can with a little water and spread that on as the first saturating coat, then a little fresh paint and they turned out a lovely solid blue, I used to shy away from solid colours, but a mix of washes and this is nice too. Saves wasting paint. Another thing I did, I never stop, Dear Reader, even if I should, was to take a super small tube of outdoor acrylic, I learn a lot by just browsing online stores and Googling the results that look intriguing, I should check the sizes though, anyway, ahem…where was I? Ah, it was watery as well as small and I had some white paint, the “cream” one, so a quick wet coat and I poured the neon yellow into the white and made, well, it was a vague creamy yellow. Eh, I popped the lid on and went back to cleaning up. Once the first coat was dry I opened the tin and a lovely gentle mint was there. I’m not expert on paint, Dear Reader, so try anything at your own risk, but they’re both outdoors paints and I’ve done this before.

The only alliums (Onions) I like to see flowering.


Silver Pothos is putting out huge leaves.

Willowherb…at this point if it’s a nice, non-invasive weed I’ll keep it.


This is just half of it, it’s so long and the green stain was a terrible shade.

Next up is barley fence and a few remaining ornaments. I do have more to make in time, but I’ve decided to keep this as a hobby rather than trying to sell anything, they’d be popular if I had the right place to sell them, but the curing time and the hassle of getting paint etc takes away a lot of the fun. Right now I’m enjoying it all and they make a lovely display come the Winter when everything dies back. If this weather improves I’ll have seeds to plant, the first basil isn’t germinating all that well, but I have plenty and time yet, the peas should go down soon and I need to check the “spring” garlic, last year I forgot due to the surgery and I harvested it as small bulbs, I want this for pesto, also probably mango sauce, so green and supple leaves are better. A good days work, Dear Reader, the hardest part is waiting for the paint to be delivered as I could only get it online. Ah, well, what can I do? Complain? Well, yes, but who’ll listen, Dear Reader!? I’ll be back again later, until then stay safe and take care.

I made a lot of those ornaments.


Self-seeded cornflower.


Thinking of putting these on the wall near the roses and sticking them there.