The gentlemen may well be resting and making merry but, never one to sit and twiddle my thumbs, I have suddenly found myself in the middle of another project. With only eight weeks until we open the garden again, it is not necessarily a sensible thing to be doing, but with a settled period of weather in the offing it was hard to resist, especially as the Golfer was very much up for the challenge. In fact, unusually, the project developed from an idea of his, a practical revision of the status quo, and began with stealing one of the cutting beds (above) and temporarily bagging it up (below):
Next, the greenhouse needs to be emptied, meaning the sitooterie, Coop and house will simultaneously fill up with the contents :
Christmas Day is due to be wet and no doubt I shall be giving myself and the garden a rest for the day, but have found myself reminded of the last occupants of this house, who purportedly spent their last Christmas Day together but apart, one dismantling an engine in the garden and the other doing who knows what – no chance of that here, just in case you are wondering!
Despite falling headlong into this project, there is still time for rambling and observing the garden as it continually moves forward at its own pace, so have been able to note the emergence of tiny shoots from pots of snowdrops I ‘twin-scaled’ last year, as the new bulbs slowly develop. I repeated the exercise this year, with less success, but still have the confidence to persist. What especially pleased me was that some of the bulbs twin-scaled were the sole and not pristine remnants of those varieties, like G ‘Mrs Thompson’ (below):
In the woodland, more of the named snowdrops are emerging too, and I must take the snowdrop map on my ramble
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