I developed an interest in gardening in my early teens. I don’t know why, it was not something my parents were not particularly interested in, at the time. I bought a greenhouse when I was about 15 (a 10′ x 8′ Eden) and grew seedlings (Annuals mostly) in the spring, some Tomatoes down one side in the Summer (Ring culture, remember that?) and the other side had staging where I experimented with Melons, Fushias, Cyclamen and goodness knows what else.
We had a large garden, and when I was 18 I dug and landscaped a shrubbery. I suppose it was about 2/3rd of an acre. That was back in the early ’70s.
But this story is about the garden of the house my wife and I moved to in June 2006. The house has a spacious garden, but the previous owner was not a keen gardener. When we arrived there were good windbreaks, some mature trees, but no great interest – the sort of thing where you walk round a garden and think “I wonder what’s round that corner – or through that arch” and when you get there you are in for a nice surprise! There wasn’t even a greenhouse or a vegetable patch.
First job – get a large wheel barrow. ebay to the rescue:
Next start a number of projects … none of them finished as yet (Summer of 2008 )
Next: You might like to start with what Our Old House looked like, otherwise try the Projects page for a list of what we are working on at our new house
