When buying the HenHouse, we were thrilled to find a house with a garden of this size as gardens in London are notoriously small. In retrospect, I don't think we had any idea of just how much work it would be, mainly because the garden had been neglected for years. Whilst this is a garden which I fear we shall never be on top of, I find it immensely useful and bolstering to look at some "before" photos to remind us of how far we've come. This is a snap of the jungle a couple of months before we moved into the house, whilst we were on a viewing with our respective parents.
(Photo of a photo.)
This bottom end of the garden had really been left to go wild. This is where we have now attempted to have our kitchen garden and my, how we have dug and double dug, but currently, 5 years on, the weeds are still winning!
This photo cracks me up, the way we are all trooping along! Album cover?
So, little time has been spent indoors blogging recently and most of my time has been devoted to outdoors. In between yesterday's showers, there was a spot of painting. How my wrist aches this morning!
The tomato plants are in position with a bit of chicken wire to try to keep off pesky squirrel nutkin who loves nothing more than a good root in my tubs of fresh compost!
Yesterday, post painting, I treated myself to a trip to the garden centre, dangerously just a hop, skip and a jump from the house. I came back with various pots, an obelisk for my sweet peas and a couple of lupins plus...
Oh yummy, kitty mint!!!!
I'm in heaven, purrs Jacky-Ginge.
How long this plant will last is anyone's guess, I have lost count of the number of cat mint plants I've bought in the past which have survived mere days before utter decimation. Jacky-Ginge dived on this one as soon as I brought it home.
In the porch, I found a little parcel stashed away. This year, I am experimenting with buying many of my plants via mail order. This is the first of what shall be many parcels...
...but I am a little alarmed by how small the plants are! Lots of tlc required there, me thinks.
The Munchkin has declared that he is going to grow some flowers too and spent the whole of last week pestering me to go to the garden centre. So, on Saturday morning, armed with his raided pocket money, he spent quite some time agonising over which seeds to buy. He has a patch in the garden which he spent Sunday weeding but he hasn't since mentioned his little plot all week. I don't think he's ever worked so hard!
Indoors, I was thrilled to find some proper beautiful English garden flowers (at the supermarket, so at an affordable price, too.) These stocks smell heavenly and when the sun is on the sitting room in the afternoon, the air is filled with their spicy clove-like scent.
Such fabulous colours nature provides.
Yesterday's post also brought this beauty, Country Living magazine's 25th anniversary edition. The cover had me salivating wildly...
I have had the merest flick through so far but it promises not to disappoint...
...rather to delight. Especially as I spotted some of Donna's luscious fabrics amongst its pages.
This time of year is my favourite for the magazines, usually awash with floral beauty, roses aplenty. Later in the year when the mags turn disappointingly brown, it is always these Summer issues I go back to to get my "fix".
Well, that paint brush is calling to me so until tomorrow, my friends, when we'll have a look at the bit of crafty action that has been taking place round here. Oh yes, there's always time for a spot of crafting squeezed in somewhere! Enjoy the sunshine...
Edit: The paint is from Homebase, the shade is duck egg.