Rotten luck...

 So pretty!
Periwinkle

The two rustic garden benches which sit in the Shrubbery's sandy little courtyard have rotten pieces of wood. I'm going to replace rotten with non-rotten and rebuild just one of them. I've only ever sat in here with a cat for company, so one is enough. And there's still a bit more periwinkle to remove.

Tuesday 14th April

Yesterday I planted clumps of green Mondo grass around the stone wall, spread another bag of compost out, and crawled in behind the rustic garden bench to remove more periwinkle.

Happier shrubs...

The shrubs (Escallonias, Hypericum, Berberis, Corokias) look so much better when the ground beneath them is cleared. I reckon they are happier! Yeay! My Shrubbery courtyard make-over is almost finished. Am so proud of it.

 Just needs more compost and organic matter on the shrubs down the side and back.
The New Improved Shrubbery

Not so good - this morning I went to my dentist for a wee chat - the third leg of the journey to fix my dodgy front tooth. Am back, feeling a bit daunted (in spirit and wallet). I am being sent off to a surgeon for an extraction. Aargh! Am going outside to contemplate this as I try to finish digging out the periwinkle.

Three hours later...

I would best describe my mood as sombre. So what does a sombre gardener do to perk up?

  1. Has a shower and washes hair.
  2. Puts on her prettiest apres-gardening shirt, clean jeans, and clean warm socks.
  3. Sits on the couch with a friendly cat for company.

She then gives thanks that both her not-so-friendly stray cats (Speckles and Foxie) turned up last night for their meals.

 A pelargonium by the house.
Pretty Pink

Not guilty...

She does not feel guilty about the periwinkle mess she left outside and didn't clean up. It can wait. Nor should she reflect on tooth money. What's already been spent would pay a professional gardener for at least two weeks. And this is only the beginning.

But really - she wouldn't want a professional gardener. She loves doing it herself. Aargh!

And she is wise. She knows that sorting out a rotten (so to speak) tooth is just as easy as sorting out a rotten rustic bench. And extracting said tooth will be much the same as extracting periwinkle - annoying, but completely possible.