Chelsea? I wish.

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I love my garden.

I especially love it when the sun is shining.

I’ve learnt that my garden will never be perfect, that I will never complete all those garden jobs that I can see to do in just one weekend, and that actually no one notices all the things that need doing apart from me and my strive for Chelsea perfectionism.

There are some areas in particular that are particularly pleasing to me at the moment.

I love my succulents.

They seem such an alien species to our temperate climate but seem to thrive in our changeable weather. I love how, with very little skill, you can break them up and literally breed them like rabbits. Small succulent plants in little clay pots wrapped with a piece of hessian and a raffia ribbon make lovely presents.

I love my vegetable patch.

This is just a little of what is growing. I also have peas, runner beans, french beans, brocoli and chard on the go.

For a few years I grew everything from scratch but with a full time job it took over all my weekend spare time and left me little to do anything else. These days I ‘cheat’. I sow what seed I can directly into the soil and buy plugs for the rest. I still get the pleasure of eating straight from the garden.

I’ve also learnt to grow what we eat and not what I think we should eat. And I stopped growing vegetables that are really cheap to buy like onions and carrots. Hence we have masses of legumes which we can eat until the cows come home.

Finally, I love my big flowery bank.

It’s taken a good few years to get the bank that rises from the back of the garden under some sort of control. I now have most of the gaps, created from removing old woody shrubs, filled. This means far less weeding!

It was the wrong time of day for a really good shot. ………another time.

I catch myself sometimes looking out of the kitchen window criticizing this area, or that area that needs weeding or tying up or some other attention. Then my OH appears over my shoulder. ‘The garden is looking really well at the moment’, he says.

‘Yes’, I think. If I screw up my eyes and look in a particular direction and ignore the compost bin, it’s my little piece of Chelsea.

Love, Lucie xx

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About lovelucie1

I cannot sit without something in my hands to sew, crochet, sketch etc. This becoming something of an addiction. In fact, I start to get twitchy if I am stationary somewhere, waiting for an appointment, waiting for my daughter, away with work, without some project to keep my hands busy. Minutes wasted make me anxious. This blog logs my progress to raise funds through my creations to feed my textile habbit.

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  1. Your bank looks very English cottage garden. I miss foxgloves – it’s too hot and dry for them here.

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    • I love my foxgloves but this very British weather is playing havoc with them. I’m constantly propping them up as the wind and the rain takes them down again. I could do with a bit of ‘hot and dry’!

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  2. Gardens are not about perfection, they are real, living, breathing areas. You have something of everything and should enjoy it. Your flowers are amazing.x

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  3. Looks wonderful – when can I visit? 😀

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  4. Lovely pics and a beautiful, enviable plot! I know what you mean about aspirations of self-sufficiency becoming a chore; I now grow interesting veggies for fun (mouse melons this year), and buy much of the rest..

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  5. Your garden looks beautiful, I don’t know how you fit it all in with a full time job as well.

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  6. I love all your plants and veggies!

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  7. Sanderella's Crochet

    You have a beautiful garden!! I love succulents! So many beautiful, beautiful species! Sandy

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  8. Gorgeous, gorgeous, it is better than Chelsea, because your garden is a real garden. You can eat your own vegetables, isn’t that wonderful:) and your succulents look so beautiful! Thanks for sharing the photos!

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  9. it all looks good to me! The fact that it isn’t perfect merely means it is loved and that you are human.

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  10. Wow, it looks really gorgeous! Am especially jealous of your veg beds…

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