Weeding Continues

Today’s air was cool, dry, and largely dull.

Much of the time was spent weeding.

Jackie’s distaste for our invasive alliums is patent as she drops one into her bucket. The red railing behind her has been removed from the edge of the Pond Bed in the foreground in order to gain greater access.

My progression along the Oval Path was delayed by the number of these invaders congregating around the entrance to the Rose Garden. By lunchtime I had not achieved my target of reaching the bend at the far end.

I was, however, able to enjoy the bluebells beside me; the triumphant mating cries of wood pigeons, one of which, preening in the weeping birch, may have shed the feather photographed yesterday; the gentle trilling of the songbirds pierced by the repetitive irritating greenfinch; and the buzzing of the occasional bee.

This afternoon I dragged myself out to complete my task.

I was rewarded by the grating of my final rake attracting a visit from two robins who, nevertheless, kept their distance.

Later, I scanned six more of Charles Keeping’s illustrations to ‘Martin Chuzzlewit’ by Charles Dickens.

The tail of the horse stretching past the text in ‘Jonas fought and contended with the horses like a man possessed’ does appear in the book, but is too wide for me to scan it.

‘Mr Pecksniff interposed himself between them’ is another set of accurate portraits.

‘The good man patted Mrs Lupin’s hand between his own’. We know who he is by now.

‘Jonas set upon him like a savage’ has a great sense of movement.

‘The body of a murdered man’

This evening we dined on pork chops baked with English mustard and garnished with almonds; piquant cauliflower cheese; creamy mashed potato; crunchy carrots; and moist fried leeks, with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank Collin-Bourisset Fleurie 2019.


  1. Looks like an eventful day. I am giving everything a good drink. Even with rain chances I am watering because knowing our luck it will miss us.

  2. Sounds like a productive day with a few rewards scattered about to make the chores more palatable. Now off to the woods and the ponies…

  3. That’s quite the mess on your pathway, Derrick! It will be even more lovely when you two have completed the work. I would love to visit your garden. Your wife’s cooking sounds so delicious! Maybe you can include food photos? πŸ˜ŽπŸ‡¬πŸ‡§

  4. Hi Derrick – it’s good to know that someone else was out weeding today. I went to battle in our front yard – but it’s slow going. I did spot a snake which kept me company!

  5. I agree with GP, yet it must be done if one wants to maintain a semblance of order in the garden. We too get the same invasive allium, called an onion weed here, which are very difficult to get rid of.

  6. I don’t envy you the weeding, Derrick. Jackie’s distaste or annoyance is palpable in that photo! πŸ˜€

    The illustrations are quite dramatic/

  7. I have caught Jackie’s bug – but in my case, I’m waging war against dandelions in the grass…
    They can stay in the field, but I’m being just as thorough as Jackie about rooting them out each day as new flowers appear around the house… and I’m tossing them into my bucket with equal disdain (much to the chicken’s delight!)

  8. Wholehearted weeding work! πŸ™‚ I’m sure the bees were working, too. And how wonderful that some birdies came to visit and supervise all of the work going on. πŸ˜‰
    I always enjoy perusing Mr. Keeping’s illustrations! I like looking at the expressions and the details!
    (((HUGS))) πŸ™‚
    PS…”A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows.” – Doug Larson πŸ˜€
    I’ve seen a sign that says, “Free weeds! Pick your own and take them home!” πŸ˜› πŸ˜€

  9. Derrick, look at those wonderfully-groomed gravel paths. Nicely done. I see Jackie working hard as well. So it goes in the garden. I’ve just come in from a weeding session myself. I hope you have a good week ahead.

  10. The image of Jackie has captured her absolute disgust with those weeds that dared to trespass in your your garden paradise. Good riddance and well played, both of you!

  11. Don’t underestimate your “repetitive irritating greenfinch”. A disease has recently killed off up to 90% of all greenfinches between here and as far away as Siberia. So he’s a survivor at least !

  12. The illustration of the man raising that chair over his head somewhat aggressively suggests your approach to the alliums! Carry on!

      1. I feel your weed pain. My Aunt who raised me always intoned ‘a weed is just a misplaced flower’. She is right. It looks like you have rambunctious allium. I had some pink spiderwort that in 3 seasons took over 1/3 of my gardens. Their roots were a rock like mat.

  13. the garden is always a work in process, truly a labor of love. but the rewards are heavenly glorious! πŸ™‚

  14. Thankfully, I leave most of the wedding to the younger members of my family. Though πŸ˜€I’m very happy to apply friendly weed killer πŸ™‚

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