Happy Potting Space
Hello m' happy potters,
As promised here are the results of Long Mizzle's bank holiday weekend transformations. Before the overlap fence was dull, tired and grey. Here it is with a 'before' applied 'sad filter' (just like they do on makeover programmes on t' tele eh). Now it is 'sage green', revitalized and ready for the fig tree to be trained along it, and for me to dance around in my best summer gaudy dress.
Although not quite the colour I was expecting, it certainly makes the patio tulips jump out -
I had exciting news last Sunday. My dad called to say he'd made me a potting bench and could he deliver it that afternoon. Of course I said "YES PLEASE". It's made from old bed slats and spare bits of wood for legs. Mam painted it with teak oil and it smells gorgeous. Isn't it great!?
We all had a cuppa in the garden and Mam & I insisted he sign his work -
The small 4 x 6 ft green house had become a bit of a dumping ground. You couldn't even swing a rat around in there. No one wanted to go inside and they wouldn't have been physically able to anyhow.
The greenhouse was emptied of all its junk and scrubbed down with a bucket of soapy water before the new bench was put in situ.
Only then could the fun could start - arranging my new happy potting space.
Bob Ross has happy trees, I have happy pots.
The succulents will go out for the summer and be replaced with chilli pepper plants.
The old wooden beer bottle holder is perfect for storing labels, pens, string, scissors and packets of seed.
Items are still being shuffled about. The black wire shelf will be for new seedlings.
The incinerator at the back left will be removed.
Notice anything else different at Long Mizzle? The arty-anti-cat-crap-twigs have gone and the veggie bed has fresh lashings of Swanpool's finest seaweed.
A 'working outing' to the beach, that didn't at all involve embarrassing mum scooter stunts on the closed crazy golf course and eating icecream ;) Those all season sea swimming old birds are hardcore. You can just about see their heads bobbing about in this photo. That's Fraggle Rock in the distance (otherwise known as St Anthony's Head Lighthouse).
The seaweed's so good you could roll in it -
Some of the of white daffodils from Scamps have popped out this week. Unlike some of their bolder, yellow comrades, they are very sweet and delicate -
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