So with no more patience to spare I have started gaining ground instead.
I have removed a huge Phormium. It was hard work but I managed to dig it out with as many roots as possible and have moved it to another part of the garden. It was a decision I have been mulling over for months. It is a nice feature plant. It looks good when not much else is going on in that bed...but...it takes up a huge amount of space. It shades out the other sun loving plants. It is also a gold star retreat for slugs and snails.
So after much huffing, puffing, sweat, blood and near tears it finally came out and is now replanted. I hope it survives. Although if it doesn't I will console myself with the space and planting possibilities that its absence has created.
I am now weeding and digging over the area in preparation for planting. I have quite a few ideas of what I want to do.
It is so nice to have a patch of bare earth where I can decide what I want to plant. I really do love most of the plants we have inherited with this garden but I did not choose them and did not put in the hard work which is a blessing on one hand but I don't get to design or choose a planting scheme very often so it is very exciting.
I have been busy sketching out ideas and making collages with pictures torn from magazines.
Other than plenty of digging and cutting back I have been out and about enjoying the rare ray of sunshine.
Here are some photos taken last weekend including a wander across The Downs and a wander through our local woodland.
I'm amazed at how late the daffodils are this year. I felt guilty picking the few that were out in the garden but it just didn't feel like Easter without some Daffodils on the mantle...