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Am currently living in terror that the garden will rise up and completely swallow the house, like a sort of untidy shaggy green monster. It keeps raining, causing everything to grow at a terrifying rate, yet making it impossible to mow things. The path in and out of the house has become perilously narrow, and the whole situation is starting to look as though someone has inadvertently pricked their finger and gone to sleep for 100 years...

( Gardening achieved )

( Foster dog Yogi and her New Hair. Caution, large photo of nude dog. )

I seem to have mostly escaped Aaargh Day for the last couple of years - that day when I have to admit that the Jungle That Is My Garden has got away from me and there is no hope of reining the damn thing in and my only hope is that winter will come before it manages to eat the house.

Alas, hot weather and rain and brilliant sunshine have come together this year and aided and abetted by illness and the random need to read a pile of stuff about Hadrian's wars in Judaea have resulted in a truly horrifying case of Aaargh Day. The lawns, at least, are mown, but the rest of it... it's shaggy. Very shaggy.
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It is the time of year when I look around the ~~jungle~~ garden and am overcome with woe at all the things I didn't manage to keep up with. I've not taken any photos of the veg beds. They are just too depressing.
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Current Mood: deliberately cheery

I found a baby treecreeper this morning. He wasn't abandoned, as one of his parents flew down and fed him just as I was approaching, but he was sitting right in the middle of a road! This didn't seem like a good move, so I shooed him up the road to a layby, as he was reluctant to go into the long grass.

Mollydog's leg is mostly looking pretty good, apart from right on the hock, where one of the staples has come off and the skin has pulled apart. I think this is inevitable really, that area stretches as much as a deep wound right on the elbow, say, and she has to bend it to pee, so it was never going to be able to rest completely.

I am still ill! I had so many things I was going to do this weekend, and basically all I've done so far is sleep, re-read books* struggle out to walk hounds briefly and watch 'Time Team'. I did have a little go at painting but had to stop and go to sleep in exhaustion. Oh well.

I shall declare today 'Aargh Day' as the lawn is now way out of hand and there are areas of the garden that really needed addressing this weekend that are now bound to get away from me altogether. None the less, this is good progress as last year Aargh Day was on 19th April!

Oh yes, and the fig tree is covered in very large green figs now. More sun please!

*Ursula Le Guin's Western Shores series - ' Gifts', 'Voices', 'Powers' & Mary Gentle's 'Orthe' - which feels very Le Guinish.

Current Mood: still urg

- Our washing machine has died. Debating whether to buy a new one (probably more efficient, will take more stuff in one load!) or see if I can find a repairer (more economical and more green to repair than replace - IF I can find a repairer that will come out here for not-astronomic sums and who can actually fix a machine that's about 8 years old and was cheap to start with...)

- Not only does it keep hailing, but I see from my window that Dartmoor is covered in snow! It's nearly April, this is most unexpected.

- forecast for the weekend is dire, so for a change I don't have Gardeners Guilt for going away rather than trimming and pruning madly. Fingers crossed the advent of Aaargh Day will be late this year.

- I went to Milton Keynes with my mother, two collie crosses, and a working Saab. I came back with my mother, two collie crosses, a whippet, an attack of the lurgi, and a Saab with a knackered thermostat.

- The thermostat is fixed and only cost £50 inc parts & labour. And because I'd topped the oil up, I didn't get charged for it by the garage (which tends to do stuff like that and ask later). Am rather cross with Helga Saab for going wrong when I'd bought her new tyres and everything...

- I wrote to my MP about the Digital Economy Bill, which seems to be being shuffled through in a bit of a rush, containing many worrying ideas. There is an Early Day Motion to delay and debate it properly, which I have asked him to support.

Current Mood: blank

Every year, there comes a day when suddenly, everything in the garden seems to be growing terrifyingly fast, and I panic and realise that I can't hope to keep up with it all and that if I take my eye of it for a moment it will all rush the house like a gang of triffids and There is No Hope. I have decided to name that day. It is Aargh Day.

I think it's probably impossible to avoid Aargh Day altogether, but my objective for the future will be to push AD back, and reduce its impact each year.

( Specifics of Aargh Day 2009, plus a photo taken before I realised that it was, in fact, Aargh day. )
On the plus side, my cherry tree is in blossom and if the dry weather lasts a few more days, it should definitely set fruit. And the fig tree has figs the size of my thumb already, which I think is unprecedented.

Current Mood: panicky

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