I have a couple of weeks off work at the moment on so-called “gardening leave”. This is sometimes what happens when you resign from one job to go work at a competitor: instead of working your notice period, you get to go home and wait it out, in theory working on your garden instead.
So this is indeed what I have been doing. I’m certainly not complaining.
This was a flowerbed that had long since turned into knee-height weeds. Today I’ve turned it over for the first time since we’ve been here (seven years) in a bit of an epic given my pasty and weak office worker physique.
Rosa was busy helping me all day too – you can see her handy shovel. Although she was a lot more interested in catching worms. It turns out that although worms are great for the garden, as Rosa explains it, if they are to be her friends they need to be clean. Later I found she’d been washing the poor wee buggers with soap and water in the bathroom sink.
It was for this garden that I posted my plea for help on the Wellingtonista the other day. We do have another garden plot out on the back lawn, but I already have potatoes in mind for it. Here, once I hoe the dirt into something approaching good tilth and give it a dose of lime to break up the clay, I’m thinking peas for a start. Maybe some carrots too. And anything else that strikes my fancy.
Hours of fun here.