Gardening

Being born into a gardening family doesn't automatically make me a wildly succesful gardener. What little understanding I picked up from my parents may not even be applicable here, since I live over four thousand miles away on another continent with a much more extreme climate. I have always looked forward to having my own garden though, so I'm having a go.

So far there's not much to report. The small back yard is mostly in the perpetual shade of three large connifers, which need removing (or at least seriously curtailing) anyway because they happen to foul some electricity lines. Curiously ComEd hide their tree–trimming department so well that I have yet to find a telephone number for them. Perhaps I should write a letter. Because of the shade, much of the lawn is infested with Ground Ivy. This may improve once the trees are cut down/back, but as an interim solution I have decided to like Ground Ivy.

My brother–in–law Mike helped me build a leaf mould experiment. We dug a shallow hole, put an upturned cheap dustbin (garbage can) in it, buried the rim and then cut a simple flap through which to insert leaves. Depending on the results in the spring, this contraption may end up being redeployed as a compost bin.

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