I hope you had a lovely birthday, Shakey.
And may the roses continue to give you much joy. I agree with Gail, flowers soothe the soul.
I have been reluctant to post about my shed when the whole country seems to be going down the tubes.
Please don't feel the need to hold back. Things that are creative and constructive are needed all the more to shed a little light in all the darkness.
As for my own projects, some garden work in the front garden has kind of gotten away from me and became a full blown renovation project of the front garden and the front entrance during the lock-down (which my mother remarked was
excellent timing considering we weren't allowed to have
any visitors to appreciate it
but she's not complaining
too loudly because the sorry look from the entrance has been a sour spot for her for years.)
It wasn't exactly planned but from one thing came another. A project that wasn't one but actually totally is
now and one that progressed too far to stop now. It
started as just attempting to seed a flower meadow on the dead front lawn. (Which, pretty much failed so far, as only one plant species came through and I don't know whether it'll have a single flower by summer. Moving on.)
Please tell me know you guys now how it is: one moment you're pulling weeds and then one with a long root-system upsets one of the stones at the edge of the flower bed, and the next moment you're digging up all the sunken stones out because if you reset one, the others look wonky and
then you decide you didn'tlike the original lay-out so you totally rebuild and expand it and
then it just won't look good unless you top up the old raised bed with three wheelbarrows of compost and
then ooh look more plant space and
then... Etc...
Or is it just me?
In any case, after the tilling, the seeding, the weeding, the pruning, the digging, the rebuilding, the dragging in of compost, the planting, the cleaning, the stacking of a wood-pile for bugs, the sweeping, the sanding and painting of bars and the cementing of loose bits of stone, we arrived finally at what I hope is the final stage (yes, really): the filling up of cracks in the repaired slabs of hardstone that make up the steps of the front entrance. But then came the rains so it's all wrapped in plastic while I wait for dry weather. I haven't done much stone work yet, so it'll be an experiment. But after that I'l calling this project
done!