Here's a few piccies of the great event...
Here's what the border looked like when I got there shortly before 9 am. |
A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows. ~Doug Larson |
But a weed is simply a plant that wants to grow where people want something else. In blaming nature, people mistake the culprit. Weeds are people's idea, not nature's. ~Author Unknown |
Christine doing her back in. |
Only halfway along one border, and look at the piles of weeds! |
The big mound of woodchips. |
What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, Fortune of the Republic, 1878 |
Insect hotels ready for deployment. |
Sue digging the area near the wall for the daffodil bulbs. |
Di, Chris and Carolyn making bug hotels. |
Laura came and helped out despite having a nasty cold. |
Chris folds some ivy stems for the bug hotels. |
Ta-daa! |
Sue puts in the daffs. |
I hung some of the bug hotels from the bird table. |
I found some old bricks and stones so I made a stack of them and put in a bug hotel. |
There was a ton of woodchips so we spread them behind the hall as far as we could. |
You can't really see but the interior of the pile of chips was steaming hot. |
A hollyhock plant that seeded itself, probably from some that grow outside some of the neighbouring houses. |
The winter pansies are still going strong. |
But make no mistake: the weeds will win; nature bats last. ~Robert M. Pyle
thank you for a lovely hour or two of team gardening - inspirational :-)
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