Emptying a Bed

Yesterday's birthday went really well: the party (a few party games, followed by a picnic) went smoothly, presents were well received, and the cake worked a treat. We found take to—once again—water the garden, and we also bottled the elderflower wine that I started last year, and racked at Christmas. I have to say, it's delightful. Excellent bouquet, nice and clear, and vinous taste: a very credible dry white.

Today, I've mown the lawn, and we've started emptying the rectangular vegetable bed. To start, we took up two large clumps of geranium from the rectangular vegetable bed, and divided them into about a dozen pieces. These, along with a couple of woody shrubs whose name escapes me, have moved into the copse. While I was planted these, Liz took the shears to the kitchen garden's paths, which were getting a bit jungle-y: they look much better now, and easier to navigate. I really must get round to ordering weed suppressant membrane to line the paths: we can then distribute some of the chippings along them, which will keep maintenance down.