I've been feeling pretty boring over the past week here at Struan Farm. Yes, the seedling flowers and veggies are taking off in the glasshouse, but I've been occupied mostly with my ongoing battle against the bluebells in the Homestead gardens.
As I've worked around different areas of the gardens they've put the word out and gotten much sneakier, embedding themselves in tree roots, joining forces with the onion weed. I've moved from using a shovel to a trowel, from upright to stooping over, sometimes even on my hands and knees. This is now hand to hand combat.
Here's the sort of taunts that I get from them:
One peaking up surrounded by hellebores, daring me to try to dig it up without injuring the hellebores. I promise you I've made a major dent, but have ended up quite sore.
After finishing all but the far back and roadside I'm ready from a wee break in the bluebell campaign. I need to recover before the next stage of the battle can commence.