Fernwood and the beginnings of a garden.
The first winter at Fernwood, as we christened it, had some very wet spells and lots of very soggy ground. We hadn’t been there very long when Muffin, one of the cats, had to be put to sleep. OH buried him in the ground next to the drive. I told him to put some stones over the grave in case of foxes………..and he ended up making a dry stone wall as the whole area was covered in golden coloured stones. The first planting job we did was a wildlife hedge between us and the neighbours. This consisted of hawthorn, hornbeam, beech, yew. fuchsias and probably other things which I can’t remember. We then planted various trees as we wanted a copse alongside the drive and to screen us from the neighbours. There were silver birches, hawthorn, hazel, bird cherry and various others.
Eventually, because of the flooding, the builders had drainage put in which involved a lovely guy, a digger and piles of gravel. When that had been completed they came round with a machine which cleared a lot of the stones and lawns were sown.
Not long after moving in we discovered frogspawn in a puddle and so the first tiny pond was made to house them. And we did feed them on liver suspended on string and they did thrive.
Things were beginning to come together now and we started to dig out beds. We also bought a lovely big glasshouse, but more of that in the next episode.