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Ta Dah! The Grand Greenhouse Reveal!

Lots of gardening today - planted courgettes and leeks out into the would-be rose bed for a start. I have netted and fenced them well against cockerel shenanigans because woe betide Magnus and Tootsie of they lay even the END of a beak anywhere near my veg. I cleared the barbecue area of weeds - it will need a fresh layer of gravel or slate chippings. I rather fancy the idea of building a pizza oven there. Went on to dig out a HUGE sod off holly-type bush because it was becoming rampant and I didn’t much like it anyway, and it’s MY garden and I’ll replace it with something I do like. It took some hefty wrangling to remove, this holly thing, using fork, spade, secateurs, brute force and rolling around the ground in a very undignified manner until the bitter death - the shrub’s, of course, not mine. But it has gone now. I’m thinking hellebores as replacements. Or a comfy wooden garden seat.

And then I moved the tomatoes, chilli peppers, squash, cucumbers and kale into....

...the new greenhouse! Yes, Andy completed it this morning and it is fab! We are very pleased with it!

From the left view. The greenhouse is 8.5 feet by 10.5 feet. Cedar wood. Smells gorgeous. Lots of ventilations, and guttering and downpipes.
From the front. Double doors. To the left are two blackcurrant bushes, and then the fruit cage.
From the other side. Just looking at it makes me smile. I am so glad we went for the cedar wood option. It may take a bit more maintenance than aluminium, but it sits so well in its environment.
Inside there is staging running the length of one side, and a shelf above it. I’ve already made its shiny new surface mucky by putting seed pots on top.
And finally, standing on the inside looking out onto the mini- orchard. You can see the hornbeam hedge we planted 3 and a half years ago to the left and straight ahead. The mini orchard consists of two apple trees, two plum trees, a pear tree, a raised bed, and the fruit cage. And now, the greenhouse!

Comments

Anonymous said…
It's gorgeous! Now I would run out to it, place a chair and get a cuppa and enjoy the space just a second before it gets filled with plants as appropriate... now I wonder if I am also hankering for a summerhouse...? Enjoy in to the fullest and good job both of you!
KJ
Denise said…
Thanks KJ! I think Andy has already earmarked a spot for his chair for the warmer days in winter when he can catch some sunshine and warmth. I love garden buildings - so I think you should follow that summerhouse hankering...maybe....?!
aileen g said…
That is fabulous. I can foresee many an hour spent pottering in there (pottering is my favourite hobby). My circular herb garden (as previous day's comments) was based on the Jekka McVicar St John's Hospice Apothecary Garden from the Chelsea Graden show 2016 and has different varieties of thyme, camomile, and lavender but I have a rusty, metal obelisk in the centre instead of a water feature. I'm lucky enough to have a south facing garden so needed plants that could cope with being in sun all day and it is always buzzing with bees. The smell of the camomile is wonderful in the evenings. My "cooking" herbs are kept in pots on the other side of the garden near the kitchen.
Athene said…
How have I missed all these new posts? It looks fabulous, how exciting. I love your ‘regroup’ plans too. Gardens change, what we want changes and it’s always good to have a rethink.
Denise said…
I’ve got a Jekka McVicar herb book, Aileen. She is a very dedicated lady, very clever. Herbs seem to be highly underused in my opinion.

Olly, you may have missed them because I’ve come off Facebook? And I used to share them on there for ease of accessing the link. Either that, or you’ve bee redecorating your West Wing suite....again....sigh....

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