Our back garden is a mess. The front third is a football pitch and so the lawn has disappeared. The middle third hosts a trampoline, so all the grass underneath has died. And the back third is for the washing line. The grass is overgrown and all sorts of weird and wonderful weeds have appeared. Around the edges are a series of bushes that were once delicate cuttings. Now wild and wonderful. And then there are the plants that have forced their way in – the ivy, the brambles, the nettles.
A complete shambles, but I rather like it. It’s not your classic manicured English garden, but it’s interesting, because it has taken on a life of its own. I’m not sure my wife agrees, but it’s a narrative which allows me to avoid doing too much gardening!
So look at the photos here. You wouldn’t get these with that classic, looked-after garden.
I want to give a big up to Sarah Takes Pictures, a blog which inspired me to take these shots when the sun came out today. Sarah takes photos of the plants and the scenery around her home pretty much daily. And they are wonderful photos. Well worth checking out. Click on the link above.
Double click on any of these photos for a full size image.
Spring is sprung.
I love this one. Growth, beauty, close to fulfillment.
There are footballs everywhere in our garden. Mostly burst. How, why, a mystery. (Don’t) ask my son.
These bikes have been rusting away at the back for a few years now. Must take them to the dump one day!
So the garden furniture is past its best, but it takes a decent photo.
The holly tree reflected in the table.
Washing lines can be interesting.
So can taps.
We have a sun dial. You can just about see it.
The shed. With old catherine wheel firework still hanging there. Inertia.
And, last of all, and a tribute to Sarah, the forgotten tennis ball.
If you’d like to see a few more of these photos, have a look at my Flickr collection. See the right hand side bar.