Yesterday felt like an intense day in my garden, that I can't honestly call gardening 'therapy' at the moment, as per the title of this blog. Then again, maybe this IS all part of 'therapy', acknowledging the 'shadow' side of gardening and my relationship to it all. Even so, I would love to get back to my initial feelings of when I first moved here and could see the potential of the garden in my imagination. Yet right now, all I feel like doing is moving out.
The day started with both of my internet orders being delivered, one of them was delivered to next door as I was out the back showing the tree surgeon the trees I would like to have felled so he could give me a quote for the job. There are only three tall skinny ash trees and one barely alive conifer plus the holly tree which I'm still not sure about because the crown is so large I'm not sure how I would dispose of it all. They can't get a shredder through the house and up two flights of narrow stone steps, so I would need to have a bonfire somewhere without accidentally setting light to the remaining trees, as there are plenty still around and forming a canopy overhead.
When I picked up my other plant order that was delivered next door, I asked my new neighbour about the huge sycamore tree on our shared boundary (most of it being in their garden but busting through the fence) and if they had any plans for it, saying that I would go halves with them if they were ever thinking of having it removed or pruned because it overhangs me deck which puts my garden in such shade.
Nope, they have no plans to remove any of their trees it seems. Fine, at least I know now what is happening, or not. I know that my previous neighbours had mentioned it to them, although I'm not sure what they had said exactly. I do like trees, and there are plenty around still, but I can't see myself sitting out and enjoying my garden in deep shade. I only seem to go out in my garden to battle the weeds, I've not yet used it to relax in or to sunbathe. It may be time to look around for something that suits me better, and meanwhile any improvements I can make will not be wasted as I see it as adding value to the property.
Previously I'd asked his wife if she would be ok about my planting hedging plants in the gaps where the short boundary fence had blown down. She was fine with that, so I'd ordered 10 purple berberis as they don't grow very tall, they stop animals taking shortcuts across the garden because they get prickly, they can survive under the shade of all those trees, are low maintenance and also quite interesting as they change throughout the seasons. He brought up the subject then of wanting to erect a post and wire fence so as to mark out the boundaries. He has no boundaries marked out on the other side of his garden, but he was wanting to put the same on our shared boundary too. I said that I was more into growing hedges really as they are better windbreaks (it can get really windy up here on this hill) and they also provide a better backdrop for the plants. A post and wire fence won't feel enclosed or private enough for me. He seemed to think that both could be put in, in the same space, although I can't imagine how a hedge can grow through a horizontal post. Then he said something about all the hedge plants having to be the same. He clearly wasn't enthused about it, just as I wasn't enthused about his post and wire fence.
No more has been said about it, but he did point out that he had documents going back many years showing how all the boundaries have been changed over time and that the gardens boundaries are meant to be straight behind the house. So I guess he may be thinking of slicing a bit off my garden too, although more commonly around here the gardens are rarely straight behind the house. The garden on the east side of my garden apparently belongs to the house two doors away!
Anyway, I spent some time outside trying to clear all the brambles on the neglected east side in order to plant my hawthorn bushes. I have first to remove a lot of the ivy so I can see where the low stone wall actually ends in that gap. I then noticed that on my neighbours side (the other neighbour who I never see, as he is an absentee landlord, unless it belongs to two doors way as the previous tenant told me) has planted a tree in the exact same spot in his garden where I planned to have those trees felled that are on my side. And although it will take some time for them to mature, the trees he has planted (hazel I think) will just end up replacing the felled ones in my garden.
Considering that this part of next doors garden (whoever it belongs to) is totally neglected and full of weeds, ivy and brambles - I wouldn't even be having this bramble and ivy problem in my own otherwise, as the stone wall is very short - I just wish that they would tame their jungle as fervently as they seem to be planting new trees.
Feeling more than a bit pissed off by now, I realised that i had to stop weeding because I had filled every available container, green plastic sack, metal bin, pop-up canvas bin etc and that there was nowhere else to put any weeds. Brambles and ivy can't be put on the compost heap because they take root very quickly again.
Last week I had put out nine plastic green sacks of weeds for the garden refuse collection (and that wasn't all of them either, the rest waiting on the terrace for the next recycling week), and they just left them and only emptied the open canvas council-issued ones.
This had not happened before since the garden refuse recycling was introduced soon after I moved in here. Our ordinary rubbish disposal collection then changed from weekly to fortnightly as a result of this new garden refuse service.
So last week i was on the phone to them to find out what was going on. Had they introduced new 'rules' about what sacks can be left outside? I still don't have an answer, but I was furious about the nine green plastic bags having been thrown across the pavement to get to the council canvas ones, and had no desire to struggle with carrying the green plastic ones up the two flights of steps. So they were all put in black bin bags for the general rubbish disposal week. Today I'm going out to find some more containers to put the weeds in before I can continue with clearing the brambles. They split the plastic sacks anyway, so i need something more robust.
Then at the end of the garden overlooking the high wall was another neighbour talking to a young child she was holding up, saying that there was a lady in that garden (meaning me).
I chatted to her for a while, and she told me that her garden will be opened up on garden Open Day on 24 June when there is a walk about around some peoples'
gardens to raise money for charity. I've made a note of the date, and the start of the tour is only a short bus journey from here, so I intend to go. She seemed pleased I was interested in taking part, and said that she has spent a lot of money recently on plants and that she is retired so has the time to do it all. She pointed out that I had a nice 'shady garden' on this hot sunny day, to which replied that I liked the sun and wish I had a sunnier garden.
I packed up my tools and called it a day when I realised I needed to buy more containers to put all the weeds in, plus the gnats had started biting me and I wasn't in a good enough mood to continue, plus a whole lot of ivy that I cut down from a tree had me coughing and choking. That stuff gives me real respiratory problems and rashes.
So, today is a new day, and I'm still trying to get back to my initial enthusiasm about this garden which I had in my first year here. It is a real exercise in focusing on what I want rather than what I don't want. But above all, I want the process to be joyful rather than discouraging.
Below are photos I took of a couple of plants that are actually blooming right now.
aquilegia black barlow |
mossy saxifrage |