It’s been a beautiful weekend, not only weather-wise, we have had two glorious sunny days on the trot, which for a weekend is a treat, but Daughter #1 and my two grandchildren came to stay. I haven’t seen them since Christmas, I was up early Saturday morning, full of excitement and anticipation, eager for their arrival. I prepared the spare room on Friday, made the beds and put up the cot. I shopped for petit filous , rice cakes, sausages (checking for the highest meat content), and additive-free fruit juice. I also filled the fruit bowl with bananas, apples, grapes and satsumas. They have a 3 ½ hour drive, were running late, and Daughter #1 didn’t arrive until about 2pm on Saturday. This gave me all the morning to work in the garden. It is true, gardening really does help distract a busy mind, it shuts out the world, and diverted me from worrying about their long drive from the West Country. So I set to with one of my annual tasks - “tackling the ivy”.
Ivy clearly thrives on being cut, to be more precise, hacked back and it would seem the more brutally the better it likes it. I have chopped it off at the knees, so to speak, but somehow, it continues to grow despite having no roots. To me ivy is a double-edged sword. It feeds the birds, they love the berries, the odd Blackbird has been known to make its nest in it, it provides an effective barrier to foxes jumping over the wall and it does give a good backdrop and height to the garden. Why do I give it an annual haircut? It is prolific, untidy and takes over the garden, sending runners through the soil if I am not careful and in the summer, it casts an early shadow in the afternoon. It also has an acquired “perfume” which you either love or hate.
Daughter #1 and grandchildren left about 2pm this afternoon (Sunday) so I sought refuge back in the garden to overcome the sadness I feel when saying goodbye, knowing it will probably be the end of May before I can hug them all again.
I threw myself into sowing more seeds. Tomatoes – Gardeners Delight, Beans – Cobra, Courgettes – Tuscany and Sweet Peppers – Corni di toro and Cornflower.
The sun went in and the temperature dropped, but before I wrapped up for the day, I potted on my Larkspur. Note the vermiculite – Gardeners World watchers will no doubt have heard how many times Monty Don says “add vermiculite”. I have been an avid user for years so was pleased to discover MD seemed to be a fan too.
The family are all safely home now, I relaxed once I received the text “Home safe thanks for a lovely weekend x”. Happy and warm with memories of a great weekend, I still laugh to remember what my granddaughter thought of the latest hat that Granny lovingly knitted for her. Oh, don’t be misled by the photos, she really isn’t as chubby as they make her look!