We allowed our cat Bo a brief foray outside for the first time. She’s had her vaccinations but is due to be spayed soon, and I do not want to risk a pregnancy (delightful as a litter of sweet kittens would be). She sits indoors by the window when it is ajar and looks longingly out, launching herself at the slightest fly, bird or spider that dares to zip past or dangle in front of her nose. So I relented. Here she is taking a few careful steps, her senses hyper-aware, stopping to sniff the flowers and chew on the odd blade of grass.
Our garden is a funny shape. A triangle at the back which gets a good amount of sunshine and a little rectangle on the side of the house which is shaded. About 23m by 14m on the longest and shortest sides. Not huge but enough for just little old me to look after and grow a few vegetables. Most of it is lawn because the children love to play ball-games and camp out. But each year we dig up another small section and turn it to vegetable beds. This is hard work… luckily I have a handy helper – my son Jay – to give me a hand 🙂 Please ignore the state of the grass, it’s in a terrible condition. Dry here and mossy there with hundreds of daisies and dandelions. It gets quite a pounding from the children, but I’m really past caring about that and learning to love it for what it is.
On the dark side of the house I have planted mostly wildflowers for the butterflies and bees. It’s a perfect spot for that. The edibles are coming along nicely. The blackcurrant bushes are bowing under the weight of all the berries they carry. The most we’ve had I think. I must put a net over them soon, or we’ll lose them all to the blackbirds and I will be cross.
We’re harvesting the greens and broad beans and there are more apples ripening on our small tree this year. The radishes are almost ready and lots of leeks. And of course herbs to make tea and flavour salads and iced water.
We’ve had many a bird come visiting. A family of great tits have been fighting over the feeder for days. Robins, wrens, and blackbirds stop by, and we even had a Jay come and land on the washing line a couple of days ago. I rushed to get my camera but it was gone by the time I turned back. At least I managed to take a picture of the peony before the heavy rains flattened them all to the ground.