A strenuous afternoon

We started by lifting the old dilapidated fence panels from the bed. I'd hoped by laying the panels down on the soil, they would suppress any weeds that might emerge between my weeding effort & our planting. It worked.

We were startled as we lifted the first panel to see a large frog jump out. By the time we'd got them all three panels up, we'd found a couple of baby frogs, only a couple of inches in size. We apologised for disturbing them all.

Then came the back-breaking work as we dug holes - no joke when you're digging around minuscule leaping frogs - & put in the plants. It took two hours to do it all, but finally they were all in. We have yet to put some mulch down to keep the weeds under control, but at least the plants are in the bed, with plenty of water.

As it was a sunny evening we ate out. By then the plants were having a sulk, looking distinctly crestfallen but we told ourselves they would pick up once they had got over the shock of moving home. Sure enough they are looking a lot perkier this morning.

As we settled down to our meal, we watched the frogs hop along back to the bed, no doubt to find some shelter under the leaves.

It's nice to see this bed looking better. It is a conspicuous part of the garden, just by the side of the patio. It's unpleasant weeding this bit with it being so constantly wet. Half the time it is just at the bottom of a pool of water! As a result it's tended to be neglected. I think we've finally got around to making it into a colourful corner rather then an ugly eyesore.

We're both now suffering from our exertions, the Fox with his back & me with my knees, but if everything flourishes, as it should do, it will have been worth it.