Last night, I moved a big clump of Glory-of-the-snow from round the crab apple tree to the front garden.
And try I think I should going on the evidence of what competition can do to young fruit bushes and trees. For I was up at Old Sleningford Farm today, where amongst other things we were taking out weeds from the bushes and trees planted at the end of the forest garden.
We also planted more fruit bushes and trees
and broke up old willow branches for firewood. This has been dead wood to start with, round the toilet in the forest garden. However, it needed replacing and now there is a living wall round the said facility.
Someone commented that the toilet seat was quite conspicuous but I thought it would go down very well as an exhibit at the Hepworth Gallery in Wakefield. Better in the forest garden, though.