Oh, yes, I
remember this now. The day after the
first day of really bending down and digging in: the sore legs and the aching
butt. I get the leg muscles – all that stretching and crouching, but my ass? I
remember posing this question on Facebook years ago, after my first big
gardening day in Walthamstow. Someone – I vaguely remember it being Birgit – who clearly paid more attention in anatomy
classes than I ever did, replied with the information that there are butt muscles
(glutes?) attached to the thigh muscles which I’d also been stretching more
than usual. How annoying is that? Not quite as annoying as the clear
recollection that tomorrow it will be worse.
That just doesn’t seem fair.
Anyway…
During all
the bending and stretching yesterday, I spot the first flowers opening on the
strawberry plants. I haven’t put a seed in the ground yet (must get on to that)
and already food is beginning to
appear. Hurrah.
Tiny, tiny
flowers are starting to appear on the raspberry plants. There are also tons of
flowers on the blueberry and black currant plants and lots of berries already sprouting on the gooseberry.
This is all
very promising, I think, as I add compost to all these beds.
Mind you, it
always seems very promising this time of year. And it all gets very exciting as
we move into summer, and then this happens.
There is
part of me that thinks it’s only fair that my gardening efforts (such as they
are) should benefit other species. (Although never bloody Bambo.) Have I not, after all, made a concerted effort
to have a bee-friendly garden? Yes, I have. So, in theory, it should be fine if
the birds get something, too. It’s the ratio that’s a little galling. I figure
it’s about 75/25. If I was the one getting the 75%, that would be fine,
but I’m not. (With the exception of the blackberries, which for some reason the
birds leave largely alone.) I mention this to Cec when he comes round to fix
the fence.
Two days
later, Mr Fixit, bless him, returns with this.
It is the
first of four netting frames he’s decided to build for me. What a guy!
Before attaching
the netting the frame needs to be either stained or painted. Which should it
be? I’m pretty sure I actually have some stain stored away somewhere, but is that
what I want? I’m thinking something colourful might be nice? But what colour? Day-Glo
pink might be nice. Too much? Perhaps. Turquoise? There’s already a fair bit of
it in the garden.
Too much if
the frames are turquoise, too? Perhaps. Purple? Cobalt blue? Red? Oh, my god,
I just don’t know. Decisions, decisions. Well, I need to figure it out and get
on it before the birds start snarfing berries. What do you think?

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