I’m now a signed up member to the garden saying ‘ivy hides all sins’.
And now that I have redeveloped the entire bank I am coming to learn a little more about it.
But look closely and you can see what a rubble field I have uncovered.
It’s too hot to throw a tantrum and leap about. But I can’t tell you how disappointed I am.
I’ve stopped pulling it all off and instead am just getting on with removing soil, some roots and the endless little pieces of broken glass I unearth (god knows what went on here). And I’ll have to leave the ivy be.
I can see that I have an excess of handsome random granite blocks just along in the barn garden. Maybe I can wheelbarrow a few over and place them in front of this mess.
My life in buckets. This tiny bit of the huge wall is the only shaded area after lunch. So I dig and dig through the rock hard earth and teeter down the slope with my soil.
I figure in a few years I won’t even be able to get up this steep slope, so the design has to be sorted now.
I did have a delve into the archives to see if the wall looked any better back then.
That was 2008. Messy even back then.
Damn. Too late now. I never realized I had exposed the nice second wall. It is now in bits all over the slope. Redundant now that I have just bare rock.
I can’t leave you with such a bleak picture. Even I am tiring of brown rock.
Here are the flowers for the market yesterday.
Lots and lots of zing.