And by garden we mean BOMB SITE
This year has been nothing but high gales and heavy rain.
And millions of seeds blown in by the storms and then watered in by the bloody rain.
A lot of these weeds are garlic mustard, which is a quaint old name for what is basically THE CYANIDE PLANT OV DEATH.
Anyway.
This broken old mini greenhouse has been righted, put and tied down, with string trellis supports suspended inside.
Redcurrant and cherry put in the ground.
Golden berry and cape gooseberry that I overwintered undercover have been planted out, and tomatoes started indoors have been potted up – one is a variety called Blue Pear that I’m interested to see what happens with.
Cleaned and top dressed the blueberries , did the same with some of the raspberries, emptied a compost bin, dug out a ton of weeds (three tons still to do), started refilling the empty compost bin. Got about half of what I wanted to get done, done, but half is better than none.
Weeding is bullshit.