Sowing Seeds and Burning Deadwood

So yesterday - well most of the weekend, I took advantage of the dry weather and spent much of it in the garden plot. 

D got round to fixing the greenhouse and replacing the missing panes, and I was grateful as this meant I was able to sow all of the seeds that arrived late last month. I will up-date my Growing and Sowing Seed blog page by the end of the week, so you can see exactly what it is I am growing.

Despite having been scratched and scraped and scrammed from the thorny bramble wires that had crept into our garden plot from the neighbours, I was rather pleased with my achievements. 

My neighbours with the Jack Russell also had the same idea regarding their garden and did their fair share removing the sharp brambles, most of which were stemming from their side of the fence.  We had some interesting conversations around the state of the world and the predicament we find ourselves in, all the time maintaining our 'social distance'. We also spoke about how fortunate we are to have a garden at this time, as many people including some of our colleagues live in city flats without even a balcony.

By late afternoon, we had started trying to burn some of the dry dead weeds, spent raspberry canes and dead tree wood that had broken off by the force of the winds, but the flames were just not catching - instead smoke was bellowing from our compost bin.  I caught sight of a neighbour three doors down give us a disapproving look as the smoke wafted in the direction of their clothes hanging on the drying line since the morning, it was now way past 6.00pm.  

We still have a long way to go to get on top of the garden, but I am pleased with what we managed to accomplish in the first dry weekend in a long time.  I have some annual leave to take by the end of the month, so there will be a few more days in the garden, as we are not going anywhere far from our front door like the rest of the world.  I will enjoy my garden and am grateful for my little green space.  The only spoiler is the other neighbour with the constant barking sausage dog whose noise pierces and spoils the quietness of the place, but it could be much worse -I know...