Soil flip
Bramble & Briar #167
I like my tulips with crunchy bits. At least, at first – by the time the mid-season tulips are settling in, I’ll probably have gotten around to snipping away the remnants of last year’s garden, but if a Fosteriana tulip will insist on being so very early (and Purissima will do just that), then it’s going to have to share air space with the dried stems and crinkly seedheads that have been keeping me company all through winter. Hydrangeas, achillea, dock... actually, all the stuff I wrote about here. There will come a point, somwhere around the first or second week of April, when spring is colouring the empty spaces in with green, that I’ll get serious with my secateurs. At which point, it’s time to say goodbye.
Something else it’s high time to say goodbye to is the fifty barrow-loads of soil from the path excavations. And no, of course I’m not getting rid of it, but it’s been crying out for a new home for the past few weeks. And to tell you what I’ve done with it, I need to introduce you to a part of the garden that I don’t believe I’ve shared with you before.
