As Long As You Have A Garden

Monday, 22 September 2014

Fall Fair

A new gal was organising the Fall Fair and she did an outstanding job including camping on the site for a week in her little Airstream.

She said it was cozy and quiet and she had her dog for company

My friend Julia's flower stall. She is from Columbia and sounds like Gloria from Modern Family.  Sometimes she gives me plants and I don't have a clue what they are because I can't understand her accent.

Made by a 14yr old. There was a lot of excellent sewing in the Junior section

The Lego section was new this year and proved popular. Not surprised to see someone entered a ferry scene. Its comings and goings, or lack of, control our lives.

I was working at the library booth. 


Not as sedate as one might expect.  In fact I must skedaddle out of here for a strategy meeting. Coming soon Library Wars.

Monday, 15 September 2014

Bloom Where You're Planted?

Which brings me to the roses. When we moved on to the property the flower beds were in a similar neglected state to the kitchen garden. Food trumped flowers, I can't believe I'm saying that. The only improvement in the lives of the flowers were they got watered on a regular basis. To be honest only the roses got watered. All the other guys just kind of muscled in as they have done for years.

not bad for all day shade
gasp-this one is blooming

Sorry, these aren't the before pictures, There are no inspirational after pictures.  I'm just letting you know the rose rescue has finally begun. Watch out daisies.

As for the bloom where you're planted thing, whoever said it was no gardener. Plants thrive when the conditions are right, just like me.

Wednesday, 10 September 2014

I've Been Scrumped.

Definition of scrumping from urbandictionary:

Stealing fruit, especially apples, from someone else's trees. British. It's considered less bad than, say, shoplifting, but adults still disapprove

Yes, it's true. The bear came in the night and

Monday, 1 September 2014

When You Are Tired Of Digging

I'm calling this time of my life The Summer Of Digging. We've dug all the old beds and turned in compost and fertiliser and cover crops. Holes for daffodils, crocus and bluebells was next. Then areas were cleared for wildflowers. Big holes followed for fruit bushes and roses. The mud filled drainage ditch was cleared during