I know I’ve talked about “weeds” before here. I feel that given the time of year, it’s relevant to bring it up again. What’s prompted this is seeing my neighbour, on her hands and knees, diligently scraping out the dandelions from the front wall next to the pavement.
She reassures me as I was backing out of my drive that she was, “only going to the edge here.” i.e. where my driveway starts… I didn’t really know what to say if I’m honest. Same as when she mentioned about “couch grass,” whatever that is, as she was trying to trowel it up from the bit between my drive and the path down the side of their house.
The number of years I’ve had the, “I’ll come and help you with your garden,” comments from my mum, and the snarky comments across the road about not filling my green bin, both of which used to wind me up something rotten. I’m on my own, I run my own businesses. Do you really, honestly think that pulling, “weeds” out of my property is a priority?
Well lockdown came courtesy of the pandemic, and I had chance to watch the wildlife who visited, stayed, and brought up a family in my “garden.”
This year, I’ve pulled up the weed fabric that “controls the weeds,” which I felt compelled to install when I first moved in. I was brought up to keep grass short, the garden trimmed and the weeds out.
I wish I had known then what I know now as I had a beautiful meadow in my garden. Still, I’m making up for lost time and have planted SO MANY wildflowers this year, and despite the cold April nights they’re starting to show themselves poking out of the ground.