Our onions and potatoes are on the way up and our orchard is now seven trees strong (I called it the orchard when I started it with two trees so laugh if you want, it is my orchard!) and I haven't a clue anymore which tree is which, I'll have to wait for the fruit. I know the apple ones of course and I know we have pear and plum but I think we might have a cherry tree too and I'm not sure which is
which. Our gooseberry, blackcurrant and redcurrant bushes are actual bushes now and my trailing the briars carefully on the fence for the last two years has produced a nice wall of them to make picking blackberries easier. We have two big beds of strawberries that are both in flower at the moment. I have tomatoes inside the glass of the kitchen's sliding door, if they don't produce red tomatoes it'll be my fourth year of failure and I'll give up. It's my first year of having them in the house though so I hope that'll be the answer. I tried year after year in the polytunnel and only ever got green tomatoes. I have a bad feeling that I have as much chance of getting Madrún to bear tomatoes as I have the plants!
Living at the foot of the Comeragh Mountains gives you an endless supply of stone. Three years ago when I started serious digging I began keeping the stones that erupted in mounds at every shovelturn and barrowed them back to our yard. I'm opposed to any further hard landscaping here and Martin said he was putting a low wall right around the back yard unless I could think of something else. There was a trench there when we moved in, presumably the previous owners had planned to put a wall in. There isn't any need for a wall or a barrier of any sort because there's a high bank there, it was annoying though when there'd be any bit of rain and the whole thing would offer Sadie and Holly a trail of deep mud to bathe in. I started barrowing stones. It took about four full
Back in January I wrote on my old blog that I'd started on my next garden project, making another small area. I barely took a day off from it eventhough the weather often only allowed for a quick run out to position a few stones before tearing back in absolutely soaked. There was a lot of digging involved but it was worth it, I'm very happy. We had an old gate outside for a the last few years (Martin met someone throwing it out and said he'd take it). We never knew if we'd use it but I asked Martin to put it at the entrance to my project and he did it in no time.
I'm so impressed by the difference a year makes, this old post in May last year has a picture of this exact space and look at it now, it's so encouraging. The weeds aren't the only things rooting for life: I've noticed that a few timber stumps and logs I've placed for decoration have started producing offshoots and one has lovely blue flowers springing out of it, we'll give the weeds a run for their money if nothing else and we're not short of a pile or two of rubbish offering some groundcover either.
We're not dismissing the possibility that we'll be screaming for help soon due to not being able to find out way out of here as the weeds grow out of control....if you hear us please don't use weedkiller, just get us a helicopter.