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Post by Moonlight on Jan 1, 2014 14:07:56 GMT
I started my Diary of a bizarre erratic gardener on January 2nd 2013 and as it has gone on a bit (102 pages) and after a lot of mullings, I think it is a good idea to start a fresh thread. I don’t want the old one closed, I just find it a bit of a faff trawling through the pages, looking for something specific that I mentioned a couple of months ago. (Might add a post with key events and which page to read them, another day.)
Last year:Diary of a bizarre erratic gardener.
...My dream this year is to go for the Novice Cup at my local 3 shows (please don't ask where.)
What I don't want to do is to mean well. Lots of ideas and good intentions and nothing planted. I want to achieve, have some sort of personal pride in my garden and no longer be embarrassed. Anything that I plant and it grows will be something of pride and to me, will be a success (even if it was one thing)
PS You can roll your eyes a bit when I do something daft but not when I'm looking. I am proud to say that I managed to enter a few Novice classes and even won some but I didn’t know enough about gardening or grow enough to ever be a realistic competitor for the cup. I might have had a possibility of a chance in the future shows had I not been tempted by the 'darkside' and entered non-novice dahlia classes and won! So I am not complaining! Far from it.
Last year I said and it still holds true (even though I wasn’t very good at it): and I think that I should stick with that, maybe I will be better at it because I won’t be stretching myself so thin*(if only that were true*) (by trying to rise to the challenge of the Novice Cup) Who knows live and learn, tiny steps, lots of mud and if it is anything like last year, gardening in the middle of the night.
Maybe this year, I won't be flailing around (quite so much) in the pitch darkness because now I've got my gardening (wear on your) head light.
So there you go, intro over my
Diary of a bizarre erratic gardener continues – 2014 You have been warned…. mwahahahaha (Count Duckula 'sinister' laughter, that isn't)
PS You can still roll your eyes a bit when I do something daft but not when I'm looking.
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Post by Tel on Jan 1, 2014 14:11:45 GMT
Nice one, bring it on and I promise not to roll my eyes.
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Post by sweetpea on Jan 1, 2014 20:40:56 GMT
You have what matters most ML.......attitude.
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 2, 2014 1:27:50 GMT
sweetpea and Tel Last year was my 1st year of growing dahlias and they arrived on the 1st of March, I was so excited when they arrived but was disappointed because they really were (in my opinion) poor condition. In the end the company sent me replacements. I ordered 3 tubers of 2 varieties.
I know that size isn't everything but from one of this:MY dahlias have arrived. Downham Royal These are my Downham Royal tubers, that I dug up. My Dad's got one, Tel has another and the other I have sitting in my greenhouse. I'm hoping that between the 3 of us, we will get one of them to last through the winter and start growing again.
Well that was the logic in my muddly logic.
As Tel mentioned, I've put in an order for some more tubers, from the US and I'm getting one for him to.
These were mine from last year.This year's order contains replacements for the dahlias that failed to grow and I'm getting a Candy Jayne, a medium semi cactus which I think looks like a dahlia that has had pink paint thrown at it. Anyway enough about tubers. Got distracted, should have said I was planting Christmas Trees today and yes it was pouring with rain and yes I got very wet and no, I wasn't wearing a coat.
I'll explain another time.
Yes there is more to me than dahlias 'onest guv'nr.
Tiny steps, fingers crossed and lots of mud.
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 2, 2014 17:41:48 GMT
Ok Christmas Trees.
For the last few years we have been going to a local garden centre to see Father Christmas. It is a bit of a family event, we meet there with my Mum and my Sister. (It didn't work out quite right this time), the children meet Father Christmas, they have their chat and they come out with a present and a mini Christmas tree.
Normally my Sister takes them home to look after but this year HH wanted us to keep them, so that we could have an outside Christmas tree front and back in a pot. Not a lover of conifers and seeing a real Christmas tree makes me feel sad. I'm happy with our plastic, green tree with twinkling lights and lots and lots of tinsel.
When and saw Father Christmas the weekend before Christmas itself. Mum, Dad and my Sister came round for Christmas Day and one of the 1st things they said was, "Not planted your Christmas trees yet then?" etc. Poor things have been sitting by our front door. They were coming round for New Years Day and after typing:
that day at the beginning of this Diary, felt morally wrong to just leave them there any longer. So there I was, in the pouring rain, trying to find a suitable pot each and locate some form of potting compost. I have a full bag at my dahlia patch but I was not going to faff about, lugging / dragging it up the muddy garden to plant the Christmas trees. I had enough in one bag to do one tree and not enough for the 2nd. So there I was in the cold, compost up my arms, digging my hands into a bag of manure, with lots of worms in. I did a bit but it will need topping up with more.
"Your crazy" "Most people garden when the weather is good, like it is supposed to be tommorrow....."
Even girlies think I'm mad, all tucking into our yummy roast, and they are matter of fact telling my family, that Mummy was planting the Christmas trees, in the rain. "She always plants stuff when it's raining".....
(erm, hello I'm sitting here at the table.)
Dad and I exchanged looks..... then he started talking dahlias..... revenge is sweet..... mwahahaha
Well I had to give him an update on Tommy tuber.
Bet they wish that they hadn't brought the subject of gardening up.....
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 2, 2014 17:57:55 GMT
Photo taken by Pirate Yellow Wellies, who traitorously didn't want to get changed from her nice snug pyjamas and put her shoes / boots on and come outside and help. (but to be honest, I didn't really want their help, just wanted to get them done.)
She was happy to use her new Christmas present camera.
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Post by Rosie on Jan 2, 2014 19:41:51 GMT
Thats a very good picture taken by PYW I bet she will love her new camera
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 3, 2014 16:39:31 GMT
I know that different families do things differently but in our family, Father Christmas leaves lots of lovely little surprises in each little girls stocking and 1 extra special present under the tree. This year they both got a real grown up camera (nb Not top of the range or anything flash but a real camera, with a memory card). Perfect for taking step by step action photos of gardening.
I'm home alone for a little while, Daddy has taken them out to buy me a present or maybe the other way round. Pirate Yellow Wellies wanted Daddy to take them into town, so she might persuade him to stay out longer than he had been hoping. He is not feeling well and the last thing he wants to do is take the girls shopping.
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Post by Tel on Jan 3, 2014 19:28:26 GMT
I hope your hubby feels better soon, Moonlight.
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 3, 2014 22:23:46 GMT
Me to.
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Post by Cherry on Jan 4, 2014 12:21:12 GMT
Lovely Christmas presents for the girls Moonlight. We hope to have lots of photos from them. Taking the girls out might have helped your husband to feel better.
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 4, 2014 17:20:56 GMT
Lovely Christmas presents for the girls Moonlight. We hope to have lots of photos from them. Taking the girls out might have helped your husband to feel better. Wore him out and he had a dodgy night sleep last night been out today to the cinema and saw 'frozen' followed by a meal out and we have all come home. HH has got Jimmi Hendrix on the tv and we are chillin.
A nice calm Birthday after the excitement over the last few weeks.
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 4, 2014 23:29:27 GMT
The only thing wrong with my Birthday was that I didn't see my Dad.
My Mum and Sister came round this evening.
My Dad had ordered me 4 bikinis.....
Each one is a difference size.
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 4, 2014 23:30:00 GMT
1 for my smalls,
1 for my mediums,
1 for my giants
and one for my poms!
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Post by Moonlight on Jan 4, 2014 23:32:37 GMT
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