Other than the marathon snow digging project the weather has also curtailed a major civil engineering project we were about to undertake in the garden.
I’m using the royal “We” but I’m not going to clean two spades as I’m sure only one will be needed, together with a spot of deafness to endure the female garden planner’s managerial dictatorship!
We’ve always spent a fair amount of time outside in our garden, eating, socializing and so on. We had, now remember that word HAD, a vegetable plantation full of lettuce, onions, tomatoes and the like. Well, an area about 6ft by 5ft to be honest, but it was a plantation to me.
You may recall that about 6 months ago we added a new member to our family – a springer spaniel pup, Alfie, I scribbled about him a while back, referring to Alfie as the “universal shredder” for under £500.00.
Well, he’s decimated the once immaculate garden at Camp IKEA; grass, plants, shrubs, fruit trees, herbs, plant pots and as for the veg plot – well trust me, don’t even go there.
The lawn’s turned into a mud bath which has then been transferred to the kitchen floor, walls, cupboard doors and it just gets worse, much worse.
So in short, the grass or the remains of it is coming up, the borders have already gone and hard landscaping is the order of the day; gravel, paving and creamy white round pebbles are going in together with a larger office, but that’s another story entirely.
The garden’s on a bit of a slope so we are doing a bit of levelling up, and I’m making gabion baskets filled with the creamy white round pebbles to create narrow low retaining walls from one level to the next.
Unfortunately the weather has put a halt to this particular project. Only bonus of this ridiculously cold spell, with the lowest temperature recorded at the homestead of -18.5 degrees, is that temporarily at least, the mud bath is not the sticky issue it once was. We’re dreading the thaw however.
