Monday, June 14, 2010

So the thing is








the garden is actually a supersized, purpose built experiment in science.

We are trying to determine whether the dog will, given time

and the necessary tools,

actually mow the lawn herself.

So far it's looking bad. She's a bit of a Diarmuid Gavin in terms of her innovative ideas in landscaping - daring ideas about exposing the daffodil bulbs
instead of actually leaving them under the soil during the long summer and winter's sleep... hidden potholes under the long grass, to help rotivate the earth and provide a headstart for any burrowing type animals that might make our home their home (also acts as a clever aid to security, no burglar would safely sprint over it to get to the back wall), the border of the flower bed such as it was is buried and blurred by lots and lots of dirt, pansies are long forgotten
all these things contribute to our garden being one of the most unique in the whole estate

10 comments:

Totalfeckineejit said...

I think the dog may be your best hope.

The Bug said...

Oh hilarious! Especially since I finally helped mow our lawn yesterday. I wish we had a dog!

Poetikat said...

Excellent!

We're calling in the troops. (We are SO lazy!)

Kat

Poetikat said...

P.S. The cat's are useless, even with four of them.

Niamh B said...

TFE - she's our only hope.
Ah Bug - good for you, I'm actually doing a couple of feet of it every day now, I'll have it done for winter.
Kat, I can well believe it!

Peter Goulding said...

I was talking to an environmental person last year and she was advising that we leave parts of our gardens lie fallow to better encourage greater biodiversity.
That's my excuse anyway.

Niamh B said...

and a great excuse it is too! Thanks Peter... my front garden is a total wildlife reserve

Titus said...

I love your garden. I keep coming back to look at it, it makes me feel so good.

Niamh B said...

Titus - does it only make you feel good cos it's sooo bad though?!

Titus said...

Ah. It's perhaps best you don't know.