Monday, November 30, 2015

Working up a sweat

Some time in the last six months our garden has tipped over from Adorable Wilderness to Insane Jungle. We like a heavily-planted garden, and are happy with any plant that will grow in Canberra's horrible conditions, but it was starting to look like the far reaches of the Amazon out there. A combination of both of us working full-time - and my Dad outrageously choosing six weeks in Europe instead of gardening in Canberra -  resulted in a bit of a disaster that we have been ignoring since autumn.

This is the after shot. Before was too horrible. On Wednesday we had five cubic metres of nice fine eucalyptus mulch delivered, and on Saturday and Sunday we weeded. And made the boys weed too, and then we carried mulch.

It doesn't look like much but that was a lot of work on a hot day. There was a garden bed of shame at the side too, that Dad had cleared back in 2009, and planted, but nothing really grew and it had turned back into a dreadful mess of rocks and grass and dirt. So we weeded it all, took out the dead prostrate wattles (sorry Dad) and the strange tree that no-one planted, then watered it, put down layers of newspaper, watered some more and covered it up with six inches of mulch. That should stop any grass growing back (at least for a few months!) and we can do some more planting in the autumn. And we will plant it densely, because we do like a heavily-planted garden .... aaaaargh.

That photo also nicely shows the level of decay in our retaining walls. A brick fell off the front steps while we were doing the front - it is all just crumbling away. Do we have a spare forty thousand dollars to re-do the landscaping? Will it last ten years until we can flog it off and retire to the beach? Can you superglue a brick back on?


  1. Somewhere in there is a back-handed compliment, I think. The worst(or best) part is that when I come over in March my arm will be in a sling and I will be limited to the garden advisory/admiration role. Now the boys will be limited to rolling their eyes and saying nothing when I relate how I shifted a whole truck and trailer load of mulch in one day right around to the back. Ha!
    There must be something that we can get to grow in that side bed. I might post another photo of my vege garden after last night's rain just to tempt you back over here.

  2. That is so different from my garden, which is full of daffodils, tulips, snowdrops etc in the spring and lupins, delphiniums, phlox etc in the summer. And lots of green grass. Things on the whole don't die unless they get eaten by slugs and snails (my deadly enemies). But then there are lots of tender plants, like pelargoniums and begonias, that don't survive the winter outside. We're a long way away from each other.