Whatever the gardening royalty say about a lawn being herbaceous abuse, I’m still rather wedded to my sward. This year, with a wedding to be set on it, I’d rather like it to be the best it can be.
With this in mind, the current Easter weekend has seen the Lad (actually he’s a highly experienced gardener who’s something of a lawn guru, but hey, age counts for something, doesn’t it?” and me prepping and primping the lawn so it has the best chance to be as good as it can be come August.
This operation takes place twice a year, April and October and the spring event comprises:
an hollow-tined aerate
a covering with top dressing
seeding (which you can’t really see). A billion micro clover seeds went down this year or something ludicrous…
In two or three weeks, when the new grass has germinated we will roll.
It now looks a bit of a mess, especially the two smaller sections but a bot of rain or watering and it’ll soon look peachy.
Thanks to the Lad and Dog, natch…