Showing posts with label sunflowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sunflowers. Show all posts

Monday, 24 May 2010

Operation Sunflower - Part Two (Who Is Pete Potts?)

There was more hard graft along the fence on Saturday morning, and as you can see, we did a pretty good job! The back is definitely broken on the clearing up, all that Dad needs to do is finish off the last few bits then prepare the soil in readiness for the seedlings.



Sam caught someone out while they were skiving....


We're using peat pots to get the flowers going, that way we can just stick them straight into the ground. 48 peat pots from Poundland and a bag of compost from the same place takes the total spend on this project to a whopping £2. And Sam did, really, ask "Who is Pete Potts?" when I was outlining the day's itinerary.


Planting seeds is great fun, and a very pleasant, tactile activity whether you're six, or forty two.....



Last job of the day was to thoroughly water the seeds into their new homes.


Saturday, 22 May 2010

Operation Sunflower - Part One

We decided to do something about the mess of brambles along the fence opposite the flat....we decided to clear it and plant sunflowers!


Discarded ideas were a water park, a nice flower bed of small flowers, a zip line, and blackberry bushes. You may be able to decipher who suggested what.



So we decided to (hopefully) create a wall of sunflowers, to cheer everybody up. Who doesn't like sunflowers?


Thank you Auntie Lou, for sending us a packet of sunflower seeds. Thank you also Jennie from work, who has loaned us a sack-load of gardening tools and gloves to get the job done.


It was after school on Friday that we began work....the vegetation grew to a metre out from the fence, and at its highest was over two metres tall. NO PROBLEM!

We set about our spiky foe with gusto, with Sam to the fore but Dad actually doing most of the work. But it was a team effort, and every chunk of hedge removed was a cause for comment...."Look at this big boy Daddy!"...."Ow, buggrit, me arm.....again".....




When we decided to call it a day we had already given the hedge a haircut that hinted at further snippage.
An extra piece of entertainment was provided by Dad when he was disposing of some clippings and didn't see a hole in the embankment....cue full falling in and thinking he was going to die, ended almost immediately by a safe cushion on a bed of thistles.
Operation Sunflower is go!