Last week I photographed this part of my garden as it really appealed to me. The hardy geraniums were softly round. The foxgloves were appearing beneath the cob tree, and in the foreground the heuchera had thrown up its flower spikes and were wafting softly in the breeze. All in all I was pleased with the whole effect:- a sort of gentle wildness. Especially as they were all put in there last year – “to be going on with for now”
We had taken a lot of ailing shrubs out of this area and made a path to walk down the garden. We knew that we had to replant shrubs here eventually because otherwise we would create a wind tunnel. And some shrubs have gone in – but they are still quite small.
To-day I was moodily wandering through the garden, collecting the foxglove spires that had been ripped off by the high winds, along with aqueliga flower spikes, heuchera flower spikes. Poppies and Honesty ripped out of the ground … you get the picture.
Shed Man however, is made of sterner stuff and after contemplating the “wind tunnel” for a few moments decided that what we needed was to extend the wall in a curve, to break the winds path.
This plan was based on moving a massive boulder, which has been languishing on our drive for the past year, and placing it upright in the flower bed as the end of the new stone wall.
Fortunately, just as Shed Man was hatching this plan (He moves rocks on rollers with leavers). Dobby arrived (phew – that let me out of roller duty).
It was an arduous task.
They have moved the boulder with rollers and leavers up the other side of the wooden fence and down the gravel path to its new position.
(I was very busy digging out all the plants from this area and replanting them)
They heaved up into an upright position and planted it in the flower bed.
(I was very busy making tea and generally overseeing the operation)
The stone looked really nice sitting on its own in the flower bed and I would have quite liked to have left it just like that.
However, as Shed Man rightly pointed out – the point of the exercise was to create a wind break and that he was going to extend the existing wall to this boulder.
Dobby – after lending her muscle, left to go home, and I went to the Kitchen Garden to rescue my French Beans, as they had been ripped of their supports, clear the garlic that had been uprooted, along with some rhubarb …. You get the picture ….
When I had finished there Shed Man had nearly finished the new wall!
And I love it. This is what you see when you come to our gate.
Now I’m thinking – wouldn’t one of those little early flowering clematis look divine climbing up that wall?