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I don’t think my garden could look any worse. The borders I left to rot into themselves have tumbled all over the lawn, the patio is covered in pigeon poo, and there’s now a temporary cardboard compost bin outside my back door because the real bin

plants (such as peas and beans, clover, vetches and bird's foot trefoil) to provides bees with the best quality pollen and give them the greatest start in life. Mow your lawn less often to encourage white clover and birds’ foot trefoil to grow and provide

garden, and am looking forward to lots more after watching one laying eggs in my lawn last week.)Bats typically roost in caves, tall trees, roofs of houses and barns, but they will choose anywhere they deem suitable. My cousin often has bats roosting

and size, I have to empty it regularly to aerate the contents so it breaks down quicker. Every time I do this a pile of semi-rotted waste ends up on the lawn and, within minutes, insects have flocked to the garden.Dung flies are the first to arrive

grown hemp agrimony before, but it’s apparently a hit with butterflies, so I’m keen to give it a try.A lawn dotted with cheery crocuses in spring.A silver birch, if I have the room.The mountain cornflower, which grows so well in my mum’s garden

to silently observe them.Barn owls aren't the only birds making use of the garden. The nests of tiny, ground-nesting owls, Lechucita vizcachera, are dotted all over the lawn, flamingos and wild ducks also visit. We also saw plenty of hummingbirds, and small

of long grass around the edges of the lawn (which has no straight lines or clipped edges). I’m also far too soft with my frogs. When I cut down my tomato haulms the other week, I found five frogs snuggled together in the grow bag. I couldn’t bear to turf

and crime, and looks tatty. This is where guerrilla gardeners come in. They plant sunflowers, lavender, tulips – whatever they can get their hands on – and maintain those areas for the good for the community. I am currently 'improving' the bare soil, lawn

actually established it as 'his'. He now patrols it from dawn to dusk, scampering around eating apples, turning leaves and pecking the lawn for grubs. He’s not frightened of us, or anything, it seems, as he has started chasing off other birds which try

.Some plants need moving, some need supporting, some need feeding, some need pruning. Many just need sowing.I need to cut the lawn (we don't have a mower so we do this on our hands and knees with shears.) Luckily it's full of dead patches so it shouldn't take