I can’t believe that two days have passed since I blogged. The reason is that for the past two days we have had summer. Yes summer! For those of you that blinked, it happened, now the rain is back again. I am currently in the conservatory feeling miserable again as the rain pitter patters down on the roof. For two glorious days Mr Sunshine has made a few appearances lulling us into a false sense of security, the cheeky monkey. Never mind; Wimbledon starts soon…..so get your macs out again.
I decided that as I was feeling more up to it, that I would try to tackle parts of the garden. Most of the garden is my domain. The grass cutting and barbecuing is DH’s. He doesn’t cross onto my domain, and I don’t cross onto his. As I have been out of circulation, the garden looks dreadful!
Gardening is something that I have always been interested in…even when it was not cool I did it secretly. My Grandad loved the outdoors. He grew tomatoes in his attic, (in pots 🙂 ), and I remember my Grandma sending him out to dig up the potatoes for tea. If anyone knows where I can get a Whisky Mac rose, please let me know. This was Grandad’s favourite…it has a fantastic smell. This is also the only rose I would ever contemplate putting in my garden. I also associate the smell of geraniums with my Grandad. Pots on window ledges in empty margarine tubs. All the things I remember when I potter about in the garden. 🙂
After my day weeding on Monday I have to admit to being a little sore and frustrated. I know what needs doing, but I just haven’t had the energy or the physical capacity to do anything about it. For months I have just been drawing the blinds so I couldn’t see what was happening out there. Now I was at least ready to have a little potter, the work I was facing was immense. It has really made me think how lucky I am. At least I know that there will be an end, eventually, to my current situation.
I set out to look at the damage with a really critical eye. The rain had taken its toll, and everything looked washed out and unloved. Where was I going to start? It didn’t help that the neighbour’s garden looks perfect. I thought to myself that the easiest place to start would be with something I could do without injuring myself and setting myself back a few months. I took stock first of all. What did I need to do? Make a list! The list turned into a shopping list of everything that needed replacing….the winter had certainly taken its toll.
Purchases made, I set about renovating my favourite thing in the garden……my deck chair.
As you can see it has certainly seen better days…..but I couldn’t possibly be without it. Where would I sit and snore in the future?
So what to do? Plan made I moved on to look for other projects.
The garden seats really looked like they had seen better days. Must sort them out too!
Lunch time in the garden is always an event. But today it was definitely a tea day again. Ham and tomato sandwiches with mustard and tea in a tea-cup, a giant one, but a tea-cup. Complete with Cactus tea cosy, milk jug and sugar basin. How English! Well we are in an English summer.
Second cup of tea over, and it was on to work. I have to admit that it was quite nice sitting and painting while the washing machine whirred. I had decided that all the deck chair needed was a lick of paint and the canvas dying. Eventually………
Tadah! Actually this is not quite how I was expecting this to finish up. The actual dye I bought was Olive Green, much darker. I didn’t notice that the canvas was polyester however; not a chance of taking the colour, so it turned out much lighter. But even so I think it looks much better than it did. I also have some calico that I can use to make a new seat. Oh the possibilities.
What next? Oh yes the garden chair.
Tadah! Much better. Oh we are getting there. Slowly and surely, just like the tortoise. I have to admit that when I set out yesterday morning I was very deflated. My gorgeous garden that I have worked very hard to transform from a wasteland into a place to relax, grow food and enjoy the ever-changing weather. But I have managed to claw a little of it back from nature over the past two days. I am aching. It is amazing how many muscles you use sitting down and painting, but it was worth it.
I have pottered on other little bits too, and I have taken before pictures for you to see. Unfortunately I was unable to complete my potters before the weather broke. Hopefully I will be able to finish these little jobs tomorrow and show you the before and after pictures.
It is Ladies Day at Royal Ascot tomorrow, and I have been invited to Auntie M’s for afternoon tea. I will try to get my jobs done before lunch.
I need to say a big congratulations to Cousin B on the arrival of a new baby girl. Well done, and we are thinking of you all…and saying lots of prayers. I feel the knitting needles coming out tonight! 🙂
See you tomorrow.
P.S. DH. The grass needs cutting. 🙂