…and try as I might, I can not resent them for the plants that I know they will destroy.
I looked out of the front door a few minutes ago and there were two tiny fauns on the driveway, still covered in their lines of camouflage spots and speckles to hide them from the wolves and lions that no longer frequent these parts.
The last weekend of a week off is always hard. The weight of the week ahead, and the mountain of tasks waiting loom large. It has been a full and lovely weekend though.
Yesterday we dug the garden, mended the canoe, and planted some willow to make willow tunnel down to one of the sheds. It will take a year or so to be big enough but it is exciting nevertheless. Today we played cricket, dug the garden and planted more willow for an Arbour, and greeted Emily back after a week sailing in Norfolk.
Yesterday we also took a visit to Ardentinny beach to barbecue and celebrate little Aidan’s birthday. No so little I suppose- he was 5.
Whilst we were there we encountered a few monsters!
It has been quite a job to clear the wreckage, along with all sorts of junk left behind by previous occupants of our house.
One benefit to clearing the space is that it revealed some graffiti art on our back wall done by Marcel, a Swiss guy that lived in our annex for a while. It spells out the word…
Which is kind of appropriate, as building new things always requires hope.
I need a shed.
All men need sheds- perhaps women too, but the place of contemplation and creativity for men of a certain age is often made out of timber.
I have another purpose to all this though- we are in the process of trying to reshape some of what we do to earn a living, and one of these involves the establishment of a craft co-operative with some friends. And so the cellar needs to be cleared out to allow the setting up of a couple of kilns. Tools go into what is presently the garden store, and garden equipment needs a new home.
So here it is so far, after three days hard labour-
And I need a workshop, where I intend to make stuff.
We have been doing a lot of work in the garden in the last few months. We had two rough aims- one was to create an outside social space- we were inspired by the Quiet Garden trust, and hope still to offer the garden as a space for others.
The other aim was to start using the green space we have to produce our own food.
And things are growing! We have already been harvesting our own salad- lovely green leaves, radishes and spring onions. And all sorts of other things are shooting upwards…
We are very fortunate to have the space to think about these things, but the thing about gardening, is that it is very hard work! We have had a gloriously sunny weekend up here- and although I spent a few hours cutting the grass, to be honest- the dilemma I have is rather summed up in this picture below-
I came across this clip on you tube the other day-
Our friend Ali is doing battle with Argyll and Bute council to try to get them to fulfill obligations to provide an allotment site in Dunoon. How do you fancy a plot like this one Ali?