This last weekend I did a little work in the garden.
Actually, I’ve been doing a little work in the garden for a couple of weeks now. The emphasis is on little… I’ve had a friend helping me and he’s been doing the heavy lifting. I’ve had him help me move some plants, put in new plants and prepare the vegetable patch for planting.
We have a cement slab in our yard which used to hold a water tank many years before we bought the place. Its just a useless concrete slab in between the house and the Hill Hoist (Australian icon, aka clothes line) which tends to collect ‘stuff’. You know the stuff I mean, the kind of stuff you think “I can’t be bothered taking that back to the right shed now, I’ll just leave it here…”
When we first moved here I asked Wayne to build a trellis there to block the view of the clothes line and water tanks. I had visions that the clematis and banksia roses I planted in front of it covering the trellis and providing a gorgeous screen.
Here are a couple of photos of the trellis from two years ago. First a view of from the clothes line towards the house.
Looking towards the corner of the casita – you can see the clothes line and one of the water tanks.
And looking back towards the house from the other side. The plants are more than double in size since then, but still nowhere near the gorgeous screen I envisaged.
What would an outdoor post from me be without horses and a gratuitous poodle in the shot?
While I was at potting up succulents, I did a few more. Here’s another favourite of mine. The old mop bucket!
Oh boy, I used to hate those things when I was growing up.
I love spring. I love looking at the garden and seeing the flowers bloom and what new flowers pop up that I don’t remember putting in.