My Rewilded Garden Part II
31b. 1 July 2021
I have a tiny meadow at the back too.
And two plastic boxes full of rainwater
And green scunge, accidental ponds.
An echium growing a monstrous spike
Of purple flowers, my personal triffid.
There’s a slow motion wrestling match
Of climbing roses, brambles and a pink-flowered thing
Around the compost bin.
I have lots of insects that ungratefully
Wander into the house and die.
Every day I rescue at least three bumblebees.
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My potential patio is currently covered
In nasty sharp stones with old carpet over it
And defiant foxgloves, toadflax, fern lumps.
I want a patio with flagstones to do yoga
And karate katas on and possibly, once a year,
Eat al fresco, the middle-class dream.
Nobody wants the job of making me a patio
Because it’s too small.
I want to plant raspberry canes and redcurrants
