I'm lining up a post or two about the process of critiquing, but meanwhile, more on that thing called Real Life that has a habit of intruding now and then.
Nothing bad, I hasten to add.
* Pays silent homage to many blogger friends who've been quiet lately because of more serious Real Life events. You know who you are *
No. My diversions are much more prosaic and non-threatening.
I have declared war on all things that send runners through beds and borders choking the life out of them. I like my plants to know their place, and not attempt world domination. Not on my patch, anyway.
Public Enemy Number 1 - Couch grass
We spent long weekends last summer trying to keep this invasive pest under control in the shingle bed we built a few years ago.
This is our reward.
The problem is the layer of stones and the membrane we put down - ironically, intended to stop weeds - mean we can't easily get at the roots. At least we seem to be winning the battle in the rose bed, which is only covered in loose soil and mulch.
Any wayward bit of green that dares raise its head is simply guiding me down to whatever bit of root I managed to miss last time around. Mwahahahaha...
Note: Those green shoots are gladioli, not couch. So Ali assures me.
Number 2 on the hit list - Lemon balm
At least we think it's some variety of variegated lemon balm.
Although horribly invasive, this is easier to keep under control and more rewarding to remove. Unlike couch, you can spend a few hours removing it and it does not bounce back three days later yelling the botanical equivalent of "Bazinga!"
Although prickly, these are relatively benign in comparison. Having said that, anyone who thinks wooden spears and arrows would be child's play to fend off would think again after tangling with some of these thorns.
Plants are not soft and cuddly.
The saga of the patio table
Taking a break from gardening, we spent last weekend getting the deck ready to use. Power washing done, we unpacked the new patio furniture we'd treated ourselves to this year.
Eight seater table, for entertaining. Metal base, tiled top.
Ali and I half killed ourselves getting it out of its box, let alone across the drive and up the stairs.
But we made it. Got it all set up.
And then it started raining.
Two solid weeks of unbroken sunshine, and within minutes of looking forward to enjoying our deck for the first time the heavens open up. And it's been raining ever since.
This Monday is a public holiday in BC.
Dammit! Monday will be beer and barbecue day, whatever the weather.