We worked like stink yesterday, and we stank for all our work!
Neither of us mind getting mucky, but we hate to be mucky, and working with a rotting compost heap is one of the smelliest jobs in the garden (and not a horse in sight).
This was taken before we started. Not much of interest apart from our incinerator bin and the yellow Hippo Bag in the corner holding our rotting down grass cuttings and previous soil clods.
These are what we bought to plant:
This is it yesterday evening:
It doesn’t look a lot different until I take the picture from the other side of the wash line
I’m really pleased with the arch (with the three feeders in place) and apple tree, which will eventually support the washing line and the post will be removed.
The yellow hippo bag has been replaced with a raised bed for our buddliah bush, which also contains the rotted compost and anything else we’ll add to it. The clematis is already creeping up the archway!
The sun mostly favours one side of our garden, so the fruit bushes are behind the roses and I’ll take some pictures of those when they’re better established, especially as we’re going to get some trellis supports for them rather than have them attach themselves to next door’s fence.
Throw into the equation that I cut the front lawn whilst Hubby was sorting out the hippo bag, and we’re looking quite tidy and presentable!