It’s a bit quiet on the house front at the moment as we’re between jobs, and are just planning which next room to take apart. It’s funny, you have weeks where the dust annoys you, but when it stops, you’re like…hmm, we should be making dust again! When shall we next make a new building site?
In the meantime I’ve been trying to turn my attention to the garden. As you might know, I’m not the most green fingered, but I am trying. Since my epic B&Q trip a few weeks back, the weather has been unpredictable to say the least. We had one week of intense heat, and then nothing but rain, and then a dramatic plummeting of temperatures.
Some of my plants have faired okay, (despite the influx of snails)…but not my thyme. It’s been looking sorry for itself for a week or so, and just when I was considering bringing it inside, it seems to have completely given up the ghost. The other pots are doing okay, but the poor thyme. See exhibit A:
I’m not sure what happened? I think perhaps the drop in temperature was too much for it? In other better news my Rosemary is thriving (far right pot). That is obviously one hardy herb that I can get behind.
A surprisingly nice thing in a different part of the garden, and which has pretty much nothing to do with me, as it was already in the garden when we arrived, is that this green plant (of which I don’t know the name…) has developed very nice pink heads. It had sort of creamy green heads in the summer, and now they are bright amongst the autumnal colours. But, for how long?
My lawn, over the last month or so, has become friend to many, many weeds. So, yesterday I took out the Weedol and started spraying viciously. I’m pleased to say my revenge is working. This was starting to look sad (or happy) when I came home today:
A few more sprays and then…*evil laugh*
So, there are some ups, despite the death of the thyme.
There is one very big down unfortunately. Our garden is directly below an overhanging walnut tree. A very tall, very large walnut tree which we can’t reach ourselves to trim. Here’s exhibit B:
You know, it looks nice enough, it doesn’t completely block out the sun, and eventually we will get ‘a man in’ to cut the overhanging branches. But for now, you go out into the garden and hear a sound. You can’t quite place it. Is it someone doing some work in their house? Is it a child nibbling on some particularly noisy nuts? You hear a rustle in the tree above and then suddenly, a bunch of walnuts, or should I say walnut shells come tumbling into your garden. Like this:
You look up to see a squirrel peering down to see what has happened to his spoils. You have a stare out until one of you gets bored (normally me) and normal service resumes.
Repeat about a hundred times until your garden beds end up looking like this:
It’s a becoming one of those things that is bothering me. This week I’ve also started to see the same squirrels BURYING THEIR NUTS IN MY LAWN. I mean, come on. I know they’re preparing for winter, and I feel for them, but I’d also like not to have my lawn dug and re-dug over and over again.
In order to mow my lawn, I need to spend about half an hour first raking up all the walnuts. And only to turn your head and see a new load of shells appear.
*Sigh* I’m fighting a losing battle. Save stringing a large net across the garden to catch the debris I am out of ideas.
When is walnut season over?