Oh my lawn!

My lawn must have heard my car leaving on Thursday evening and thought PARTAY! I return mere days later to find I now rent a house with a small attached jungle.

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Let me tell you a story about my lawn.

On originally viewing the house last June, the garden was looking a bit sparse and sorry for itself, perhaps the previous tenants had a dog on the sly which liked a dig now and then, my Dad and I mused privately in the car afterwards. Importantly, the agent was quick to point out the tenants had put down grass seed, and she was sure it would be back to its best in no time at all. WELL SHE WASN’T WRONG.

I wish I could find a photo to share of the lawn when I eventually moved in just over a month later. It now being July, and we’d had sunshine (surprisingly) and showers (not at all surprisingly) in a ratio that was clearly perfect for grass – and boy had that grass been left unchecked. It was like a sea – when the wind blew, my ‘lawn’ rippled in the breeze, great swatches of it actually lay on the patio. You didn’t walk on it, you waded through it.

Getting it cut was like an industrial operation – or a minor war. It broke a strimmer, and in the end required the borrowing of a petrol mower to come and tame the beast.  Unfortunately, once the required relatives (and their equipment) had been herded into the same place at the same time, it was much later in the year and the grass never really recovered from the savage haircut it ended up getting.

This year, however, I have been working hard on making it respectable again. The use of a well known lawn repair product along with some elbow grease has resulted in the mad growth happening now. Just a shame it decided to ‘bloom’ over the weekend I’ve been away, after I’ve babied the tiny green shoots for weeks (until recently I’d been out every night with my watering can watering it as we had no rain). Now I need a dry day to get it cut back again.

Maybe the lawn’s natural state is jungle-like. It does seem to be a little all-or-nothing so far – but may the growing continue, even if I do end up out there mowing it twice a week!

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Limp lavender

I picked a beautiful day to use some annual leave! I’m writing from the garden, in the glorious sunshine and my weather app on my phone says it’s currently 22°C, though it feels a lot warmer than that! And yes, mother, I am wearing sun cream.

Speaking of my mother, she gave me a tiny lavender plant recently. I don’t know what I’m doing with it! I have a much larger French lavender in which is doing well, it was donated by a friend looking a bit sad but I dead headed it and gave it some plant food and it is coming on lovely, flowering and lots of new growth. A minor success so far, but I would be reluctant to attribute its current state of not-being-dead to anything I’ve done in particular. I’m sure anyone who knows me would agree.

This new addition though, it’s far too delicate for a known plant murderer such as myself. The tips of the leaves have already browned.

I’m starting to wonder whether an empty Muller yogurt pot with holes poked in the bottom is the best environment for a plant (but I didn’t put it in there, and what do I know?)

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I think it might be overwatered? Not usually the issue with my plants to be honest, usually they are found crying out for moisture.

Any advice from more accomplished plant mothers (or fathers) is always appreciated!

One very sad plant

This is not what you imagine will happen when you merrily buy that supple, attractive, leafy house plant whilst casually perusing Homebase. This is total and utter failure. Even as creator of a sad plants blog, this is a low point even for me.

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This plant has been this way for some time now (though the relocation to the back patio sans pot is a much more recent occurrence). You may be able to see some slight vestiges of green close to the centre, I foolishly kidded myself into believing it might come back, and these two green parts were the start.

However, an examination of the roots revealed this:

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I think the picture speaks for itself.

Are you cursed like me? Let me know!