The result of two weekends of work. Not a particularly impressive sight, right now.
The raspberry project continues. Yesterday I bought soil; today Adrian and I went shopping for raspberry bushes at Ulriksdal garden centre. I had two varieties in mind; unfortunately the garden centre had run out of one so we came home with only two bushes. (We got ‘Preussen’ but not ‘Mormorshallon’, “granny’s raspberries”.)
In the afternoon I prepared the planting boxes. With the other boxes it was a bit of a rush job – cheap geotextile in the bottom, in with the soil, done. This time I’m doing it thoroughly, both to keep the raspberries contained and to keep the weeds out: stronger geotextile, all the way up along the sides, stapled to the box.
We are really struggling with weeds in the strawberry boxes. There is one particular kind that is almost impossible to get rid of, once it takes hold: it spreads quickly by rhizome, and the rhizomes break so easily that it’s impossible to get them out. One of these year’s we’ll probably start over with those boxes: empty them completely, put in stronger geotextile and fill them up with fresh, clean soil.
The wall is finished and looks great. It looks nude, though: it definitely needs a new hedge. But first I need to make up my mind about what hedge to plant.
I so love seeing my plants grow, and I am so pleased with the two perennial beds that I have planted. Must make more.
The seasonal growth is the most immediately pleasing part: seeing the tiny green shoots emerge and then grow taller and stronger, and unfold into leaves.
But there is also the slower growth from one season to the next. The Epimedium was rather disappointing in its first year, more robust in the second, and quite eye-catching in this, its third year. The hostas I planted last summer look to produce 5 or 6 shoots; the ones from 2014 are already twice the size.
Some plants waste no time. Galium odoratum is already doing its job as ground cover even though I only planted it last year. And Carex morrowii is spreading like there’s no tomorrow – I’m already yanking out daughter plants where they are spreading too far from the mother and invading areas where I want other things to grow.
The only plants that currently look hopeless are the Lamiums. Some didn’t come up at all so I suspect they are simply dead; others look puny and near death. But who knows – they might just need a bit of time like the Epimediums.
We’re preparing planting boxes for raspberry bushes.
We have an apple tree and a cherry tree; a gooseberry bush and strawberries and rhubarb. Raspberries are a favourite that we don’t yet have, so they are on this year’s list of prioritized gardening projects.
Work has started on replacing the retaining wall around our yard. A team of workmen of Central European origin arrived this morning. Most of them then disappeared but two have been working all day, cutting away the hedge and removing the old “wall” of railway sleepers, now so rotted that some crumble to pieces when the men try to lift them.
We have patches of wood anemones here and there in our garden.
Today I learned that the white petals on anemone flowers are not called petals, because petals are petals only when they are clearly distinguishable from sepals (the green little leaves behind the petals). When they are not, they are called tepals.
I also learned that the number of sepals in wood anemones varies and is normally six to seven, but can be eight to ten on rare occasions, so this flower with its eight sepals – which looked like any other anemone flower to me when I was photographing it – is a bit of a rarity.
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