|The Christmas Day vegies from the garden: artichokes, red cabbage, beetroot, silverbeet, broad beans|
|My Green Globe Artichokes, pre-cutting.|
|Pip enjoying some cabbage company. The purple cabbage behind her later became lunch|
|broadbeans, hiding behind the beautiful flowering chives|
|Mum's interpretation of 'dead heading' the daisies.|
|Dad with his 'shovel' (apparently a shovel is different to a spade - he had to buy his own shovel for the job)|
|Dad's amazing digging job in the two top garden beds. The nearest patch was the 'bulb patch' (see below)|
|the bulbs extracted from the 3msq patch|
I decided to move the bulbs from a 3 square meter patch near the clothes line, and turn it into an extension of the lawn for now. The patch had a revolving show of bulbs most of the year, and while it was beautiful, the patch was quite weed-ridden, and not exactly in the most convenient location. I've not had much to do with bulbs in the past, however, the previous owners obviously loved them, as they magically spring up all over the garden. The small patch in the back was completely overcrowded with them, and after a quick google search I found out that I should actually be lifiting and dividing bulbs occasionally (depending on their variety), so it was quite fortuitous that I decided to move the patch. Apart from the daffodils, which mostly have their yellowing stems still attached, I'm not really sure which bulb is which - they all look very similar. So I think I'm going to dry them all out and plant them around Easter.
Some of the websites that I consulted had some very involved instructions: dig the bulbs up every year, store them in boxes lined with sand or peat moss, put them in the freezer, plant them in specific areas etc etc. I think I'm going to stick to the more simple instructions: plant them, leave them in the soil, dividing them occasionally, and if they seem upset, readdress the issue then. The KISS rule...
|Box hedging, which we planted around my greengage/golden drop plum tree.|
|Agapanthas have replaced the evil roses|
|The dog supervising the rose bush removal|
|My leeks in flower. I'm glad I left some of them to satisfy my curiosity. Such stunning flowers!|