Things are looking pretty fine around the established beds, so now I’m turning my attention to that end of the field. I pruned out some deadwood off that old cherry tree and took out some dead branches in other parts of this southern borderland. There’s some pretty little roses in there I’m hoping to encourage.
Along the western edge, under both the cherry and apple trees, there’s a veritable hedge coming along of foxglove, aka digitalis, their lines marking where once there was a fence. It’s a veritable factory of the stuff in this particular location, as well as the greater garden field area. I’ve done some to spread them around…but they do pop up on their own all over to the place now.
It’s a welcome invasion…and when the foxglove shows up somewhere unwanted, the seedlings are easy enough to move around into more artistic arrangements, if you’ve a mind. Speaking of invasions, there’s yet another clump of the Oregano That Ate Eastham under the old cherry tree, but I kind of like that one there.
Owen did a lot of tree and log in the yard today…remains of the winter’s collection of old leaves and needles, as well as the remains of some of the last two year’s winterfall in white pines. All over the place, we’re sprucing up quite nicely. It’s always fun when it starts coming together enough to look really great.
In other arenas, more desperate measures have become necessary. Measures, that is, in the campaign to convince Emily G. that her new (well, a month or so ago) doghouse might be a cool place to hang out, as opposed to through the garden and under the porch by the fish pond, where she’d love a chance to dig.
She’s still having no part of it, but at least her forays into that particular garden bed have lessened, meaning more lily of the valley will get a chance to bloom this year. For that matter, who knows what else might show up, given the opportunity!