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Saturday 9 July 2022

My saving grace as Kent dries out


Thank heavens for my courtyard because the rest of the garden is becoming a brown wilderness of dying plants and wilting trees.
The cracks in the ground are large and we have had our first ant swarming so many a queen will be finding easy passage underground.
Wasps are setting up home under one of my shrubs because it's just so dry. As yet they're not too uptight but they swarm about if I walk along the path. First time they've come into the garden but it seems the extermination companies have been busy.
Biggen Hill is busy with pilots out on their first solo flight and you often see two light aircraft flying over extremely close to one another. The bit I've not quite worked out is two planes leave and only one returns 🤷‍♀️ don't get that but still. 
I've also see gliders being towed up, something I've not seen since I lived in Luton as they lifted off the Downs. Brought back memories that's for sure. 
So what else? The buddhlea is out and the first of the butterflies are finding their nectar. 
Up until this moment I've had the large white, peacock, the small blue holly, small tortoishell, a few admirals and loads of gatekeepers. 
With the plant diversity I have encouraged a wide range of hover flies in too and that coupled with all the centipedes, frogs and other miscellaneous insects, I'm very pleased with how the experiment has gone.
This autumn I anticipate adding loads of farmyard manure and a mulch mix to encourage the soil to continue developing. Eventually I'll get it to the point where much of the work is peripheral and the garden will run itself.
🤞here's hoping anyway.