Over the last few days we have had a break in the dampness, and the yellow glow of sunshine has peaked through onto the ground. Damp warm conditions mean that the fertile ground has caused the grass to seemingly sprint in growth.
Though there is the risk of frost damage, we thought that as it was so long it would be wise to give it a trim, before it gets too long and very difficult to cut.
Also it was good to be out in the garden and making stripes across the lawn..To make the stripe the mower has a large flap of plastic/rubber which runs over the cut grass. This is held in place by a metal rod. Sadly during the process of cutting one end of this metal rod broke and the flap started to come away from the mower. Fortunately this was just when I had nearly finished. Only one strip left to do, but I had to stop there as I could not mow anymore with the flap half hanging under the mower.
t will be realtively easy to fix, with a couple bolts, washers and nuts. I was wondering about experimenting with an old leather belt to act as a large washer across the whole of the flap, but we will have to see...As the sun became shy again and hid behind the cloud and the wet stuff reappeared. Not having a garage, it is a job that will be much easier to do outside in the dry..Just have to wait a little longer.
So it is time for that cup of green tea and to think about the next project
You can see the garden for yourself if you book a self catering pet friendly holiday @The Shieling which is attached to Trostrie Cottage http://www.trostriecottage.co.uk
Friends maybe you know the poem by William Wordsworth about Daffodils - "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud". It is claimed that it was inspired by an event on April 15, 1802, in which Wordsworth and his sister, Dorothy, came across a "long belt" of daffodils.
Now that the sun has melted the snow, all the daffodils have come out together.
They are scattered all around the house, and remind us of this famous poem, which goes on to say -
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
I think they look very impressive, and encourage us to plant some more, hopefully making them even more stunning next year. No doubt I will be writing about this come the autumn.
This is my ad hoc update and diary describing how I am developing our garden at Trostrie Cottage in Galloway. You can see the garden for yourself if you book a self catering friendly holiday @The Shieling which is attached to Trostrie Cottage
Dyslexic doodles on photography, food (growing, cooking & of course eating), faith and other fascinating things. This is a personal blog expressing my views.