Garden. Spring Clean Up

 .Every year around this time we have a young lad to come and clean up the back yard.  This year the weeds were waist high and the clover was lush.  We've had Albanian lads, a greek, a Bulgarian, our next door neighbour who actually raked the earth afterwards and this year it was a pleasant young Pakistani.  He did a better job than most though he didn't rake the dirt.  That was going a bit too far.  I don't mind a bit of roughness.  This is the back garden, K's territory and there are still piles of junk along the edges.  Anyway, this lad weeded under the fruit trees, actually pulling out the weeds by the roots.  Job well done.

Before.  

While I do find all the greenery soothing and the clover does die away in the heat of summer you couldn't actually see what was underfoot.

The other side. 

There's a grapevine under there somewhere

That's a large sprawling jasmine climbing up over the balcony roof

And after

I couldn't persuade him to throw away any treasures this year but it looks a lot better

The other side.

That silver cylinder is a bbq which K made from an old water heater.

Its lined with fire bricks and is so heavy it's going to need quite a few strong men to move it into position....

which is unfortunately on my nice clean kitchen balcony.

Ti na kanoume

What can I do?

Try and not complain

One of the lemon trees with it's carpet of greenery

This is my area, the front of the house

Orange and yellow nasturtiums

Blogger Northsider Dave was talking about his Irish gorse last week.  I'm sure this is gorse.  This is the wild paddock next door.  There's quite a lot around us but not enough for it to be a menace the way it is in New Zealand.  The wild goats will probably find it soon

K bought this flower for me for International Women's Day on March 8.  Nice of him wasn't it.

The green leafy pot behind it is celery grown from the root of a bunch we bought in the supermarket over winter