Mr. DeVice's Garden Photos

Our next entry in the NINTH ANNUAL INFOMANIC GARDEN EVENT comes to us from Mr. DeVice in Norfolk, England.

Seen here without his hoe

The Mistress insists that you click to enlarge these garden photos. 

p.s. Mr. Device's descriptions are underneath the photos.

These are the south-facing gardens of the new DeVice Mansion nearly five months after moving in.  It was just a swamp for the first month, then we had the paysho (because “pat-ee-oh” is vulgar) extended and the lawn laid a month later in March.  The next two or three weeks were spent digging bags and bags of manure into the now dry, stone-filled concrete-like clay “soil”.  The red greenhouse turned up in May which was also when various plants were put in, seeds were sown, and the three fruit trees in the lawn were planted.

 The paysho as seen from the DeVice Mansion’s south-east wing in mid-July.  And before a “Banned by Infomaniac” sticker is slapped to my forehead, the offending items are not mine – The Mother left them there and I didn’t notice when I took the photo! Note from The Mistress: Oh right, blame your mother.

The shady spot behind the garage brightened up with some ferns, hostas, and beautiful foxgloves (again, from mid-July).

The view from the arbour in mid-August.  That’s a small vegetable patch at the back next to the greenhouse.

My lovely Eucomis comosa “Sparkling Burgandy” (aka Pineapple lilies which, I think, have featured a few times in my Garden Photos Event photos?) on the paysho. Note from The Mistress: Go back to previous events and check it yourself, you lazy baggage.

When I’m sick to death of everything and everyone else and need to get away, I visit my little “garden” on the beach.  Beyond those pretty little flowers, amidst the marram grass, is my beach hideaway.

This is it. I constructed the little inukshuks which are usually still standing (mostly) whenever I return, which just goes to show that no one else ventures into my patch when I’m not there (and the sea rarely reaches this far in the summer).  Well, apart from birds and deer (their footprints are left in the sand).

This is the view – almost always free of human beings, fortunately.