We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig in the [garden] the whole day through…

Last Sunday was garden day.  Or rather, it was “attempt to do things in the garden and get foiled at almost every turn” day.  (Well, not quite that bad, but still.) We went out there with a list of things to do - pull up cement slabs, move cement slabs to the front, shift compost bin, mow lawn/jungle, put in a trellis to block view of said compost bin and collapsing shed, plant some lovely clematis to twine through said trellis to help block said bin and shed, install rain barrel downspout…

What we got done: pull up and move cement slabs, shift compost bin, mow half of lawn/jungle.  The main problems came up when a.) we couldn’t borrow a working lawnmower until early afternoon, at which point b.) it started pouring down rain.  Not so great for when working with a putsy little electric lawn mower.  But we did manage to go over to B&Q, price some stuff, and decide to plow ahead with seeding our lawn this coming weekend.  I’ve hired a rotovator and asked a couple of friends around to help with the heavy labor, tempting them with sweet promises of lasagna for their troubles.  A. is (conveniently for him) flying to the Netherlands on this coming Sunday morning for a week-long job and therefore WON’T be around on Monday, which is a bank holiday and the day that we’ll be doing all the digging and laying and mowing and seeding.  Ah well.  He feels guilty, but I pointed out that he was in the house for a year doing work before I was here, so it’s about time that I get to do something to make up the balance.  :-)

I’m really, really looking forward to having a back yard that doesn’t make me feel guilty and/or white-trash-y every time I look out into it.  Even if it won’t be like that for a while.  I’ve been a bit worried about the new lawn getting enough water, but then as I cycled home from work for lunch, it started pouring (and then hailing, which wasn’t so fun), so perhaps this whole global “warming” thing will help us late-lawn-planters.