29 January : a grand canyon
Jan 31, 2022 by Tangly Cottage
Saturday, January 2022
At house
I moved the cyperus (papyrus) to its new house. Allan helped get it in place. I’ll trim it later. It’s conveniently positioned subsequent to rainwater barrels.

I nonetheless haven’t weeded a lot this winter. It’s not all this dangerous.

I really like shiny leaves. Sunshine makes the escallonia look glittery inexperienced and silver.

I discovered one other space that wants soil and dismantled two of my soil stash pots so as to fill it.

The soil went to this mattress the place we dug out my immediately dying cutleaf elderberry final 12 months.

Allan put purple toppers on the entrance fence and 4 leftovers on the south fence.






He occurred to look within the willow grove simply in time to pickaxe out a batch of salmonberries for me. I had determined I’d like to make use of the house for some begins of crimson twig dogwood and for the black pussy willow that can arrive initially of March from Forest Farm. (I want I had chosen an earlier delivery date for that order.)


I bought into the bridged swale and dug all afternoon, probably the most enjoyable I’ve had all winter. It was most satisfying. I bought right down to river sand and the water desk, and I believe the outcomes are attention-grabbing. I very a lot needed to get a low spot dug earlier than rain comes once more (tomorrow I hope) so I can see what occurs, if there’s sufficient rain to fill the swale.







Allan was deep into tidying his fern backyard after I returned to the entrance. He found Halloween sweet wrappers the bears had dropped (from their) behind after breaking down the fence, twice, to feast on our apple bushes.
He had additionally made two rubbish can lids into planters with the stool frames that I used to prime with the desk tops that are actually adorning the south east gate. (You don’t need to comply with all that.)

Lastly, we took six new out of doors mixture locks and put them on the six gates within the south backyard. I’ve been hopping mad ever since surveyors got here in and chopped and dropped branches on our property and left such an enormous mess. Anybody who tries that once more should go in from the entrance yard and stroll over 225 toes to even get to the south backyard, after which they are going to know rattling nicely they’re trespassing.

Some cats for the reducing of blood strain (all of them bought some recent catnip apart from Faerie, who was napping indoors):









I do hope it rains tomorrow as I might love a studying day. Do different gardeners handle to take studying days even when the climate is gardenable? I simply really feel responsible then, like I must be exterior.