We are doing urgent jobs, and random jobs, and jobs that take our fancy, while we figure out what on earth we have signed up for and how on earth we are going to do it. Because it all has to be done we don't have much of an idea what to do where - and we are still getting garden guy in to do the big stuff (i.e. drag logs out of the creek with his tractor, it was awesome) - but that's OK. We do not have a project plan (or at least not yet ... perhaps we are in the 'gathering information' stage. Very important.) Here is an old shed, with a fifteen foot high rose bush.
I think I am going to work my way around the 'house' garden beds (i.e. the ones close to the house). They seem to have been planted in more cottagey, small scale plants like lavender and roses and lilacs, with a couple of little rhododendrons and violets and catnip for ground cover, lots of bulbs (mostly iris and jonquil we think, but that's via post mortems when I slice one with a spade) with some penstemons and hebes and other stuff that we can't identify despite HOURS of google image search. There's a couple of sacred bamboo bushes and a conifer that we are assuming is not meant to be there (but we're keeping it anyway, it's alive).
It is not a small job. I was feeling very good about this bed - several days work, cleared and mulched - then turned exactly ninety degrees and saw the next one.
It is grass, with god knows what else, and a big dead gum tree in the middle. It will take at least a week to get through and there are a dozen more to go. I am gardening in the morning then doing something else in the afternoon - last week I did morning AND afternoon then the next day I squatted down to pull out the first weed ... and couldn't get back up again. My thighs would not work. I had to roll over onto my side on the grass and pull myself upright on the wheelbarrow. It was very feeble, and now I take it a bit easier.
You are going well. Don't forget how many years it took to get both the Weetangera and Garran places under control.
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