It’s easy to get overwhelmed with all the information that there is about gardening. I can wind myself into a knot trying to work out which things I should be pruning and which I should be tying in.
I am gradually coming to the conclusion that it doesn’t really matter what you do as long as you do something. Even a brief wander around the garden when you get in from work can pay dividends. Just to pull up a few weeds before they take hold, or to pick a few fresh berries before anyone else gets to them can be as useful or pleasurable as a planned day of gardening.
Some of the best things that happen in our garden happen by accident anyway. Flowers that you didn’t cut down can self-seed in the prettiest of places, late sowings can provide some unexpected autumn colour, even an unkempt lawn can provide a beautiful blanket of flowers.
I have spent some time searching around the internet to find out what these purple lawn ‘weeds’ are. I think they are called ‘Selfheal’ (prunella vulgaris) due to their medicinal uses. I don’t quite know how our small front lawn became quite so invaded with the amazing violet flowers, but I guess it is mainly due to our laziness about mowing the front lawn.
It’s a bit of a pain to get the lawn mower down the side of the house, as en route you trip over spare decking planks and graze your knuckles on the textured render on the wall. So more often than not the discussion will go “Does the front lawn need doing?” then “No I did it last time it will be ok” So it lasts another week and gradually turns into a meadow filled with clover, selfheal, buttercups and daisies.
From what I read they are quite difficult to get rid of...so I won’t. They are pretty so they can stay.
Another happy accident. Here is another accident that occurred in our garden this week. involving a baby greenfinch: http://thingswemake.wordpress.com/2011/06/23/a-teeny-pond-ray-the-bird/
-- Claire Sutton