For nearly 9 years now, we have lived with a crack down the middle of the big retaining wall that keeps the patio from falling down the garden. Possibly squashing me in the process.
It was on the survey of the house. I always knew one day I’d have to fix it. And dammit, it looks like that day is now.
Recent hard winters and monsoon like summer rains have opened up more cracks at the side of the wall. In recent weeks I have woken up after yet another rain storm expecting to find the top of the garden has slipped to the bottom.
The house itself is not at risk, but still, I’d rather not have a landslide in the garden.
Lots of money is going to have to be spent and lots of destruction is going to be wrecked upon the upper part of the garden, just to get it looking pretty much like it did before. Minus the scary cracks.
I am usually the most Pollyanna of optimists, but spending money to destroy part of the garden at the very time it is supposed to be looking lovely is more than a little depressing.
But, I am trying to look on the bright side. I shall get some rubble that I can use to make a level base for a seat at the bottom of the hill. (The old wonky seat collapsed a few weeks back, as we sat wine in hand. And we didn’t even spill a drop.)
I shall be able to shift some top soil around and do a bit of levelling out. I have already emptied a compost bin and spread nice rich leaf mould around. I’ll have stones that I can use on the stairs I need to build. I’m even hoping I will have enough rock and waste soil to make a small pond.
Loads of herb cuttings have been taken and plants moved into pots. I will shift the Apple and big Rosemary bush at the last minute and cross my fingers.
A weekend of digging has left things looking pretty bare, but if it stops raining at some point, I will finish up by lifting the top foot of so of soil and transferring it into a builder’s bag for use later. Then I’ll move onto the border a little lower down.
Funny how gardening goes. I know that it won’t really take that long for it to recover, that it is an opportunity for new planting and it is a good thing to no longer risk being squished by a falling wall. But I wish I wasn’t about to see everything trashed!
At least the front garden is looking lovely. So if I put maybe if I put my hands over my ears and just keep looking in that direction…