In 2011, my brave mother helped me hack down the not-too-pretty-ish wilderness* we now call the Back 40** and slowly begin to tame it.
*This area of my yard always reminds me of this part of Pride and Prejudice:
Mrs. Bennet, with great civility, begged her ladyship to take some refreshment; but Lady Catherine very resolutely, and not very politely, declined eating anything; and then rising up, said to Elizabeth —
“Miss Bennet, there seemed to be a prettyish kind of a little wilderness on one side of your lawn. I should be glad to take a turn in it, if you will favour me with your company.”
“Go, my dear,” cried her mother, “and shew her ladyship about the different walks. I think she will be pleased with the hermitage.”
Since we first moved into my house, I’ve imagined Lady Catherine de Bourgh taking me for a walk back here by the previous owners’ horrible compost pile while telling me why I am not good enough for her nephew.
**It includes about 40 square feet of raised beds, because we’re clever coincidentalists like that.
Anyway, here’s an in-progress picture from the summer of 2011:
And here it is today:
Including the two beds I recently experimented on [1/2]. In the immediate foreground (between the camera and the composters): an arctic kiwi clambering up a trellis, and a saskatoon bush. Forgive the mess. My housekeeper is on holiday. I have a few more pictures, which I’ll save for another post.