Gardeners' musings
Mulch, mulch, mulch
Posted by: James Alexander-Sinclair, 19 February 2008, 10.54AMIn the words of Benny Hill: "I'll never know how a rose can smell so sweet and pure, And hold its head up high when it's standing in manure!".
Old Benny cannot have been much of a gardener (a statement borne out by the fact that he lived all his life in a rented flat in Twickenham) as it is pretty elementary that soil needs nourishment and manure is a good option. This week a huge pile of the stuff arrived. Brown, crumbly and pleasantly pungent it sat on my drive, lightly steaming and awaiting transfer to my newly cut down borders.
I try and leave anything with a decent structure standing for as long as possible to give sustenance to small birds (and probably mice), as well as on the off chance that we might have a frost and everything will sparkle. By February, however, I am bored of these tottering corpses that trail across the gardens like refugees from the Battle of Austerlitz. Most plants have lost their oomph and they are but broken shadows of their former selves.
The time has come to cut everything to the ground and apply a generous mulch to feed the soil. Not being desperate to make extra work for myself (and being of an age when my back can be temperamental - unsurprising if you consider the amount of abuse it had to undergo when I was a contractor) I operate a policy of minimal digging. I will dig out weeds but I will not dig in manure. I prefer to let the worms and time do it for me. Provided the muck is well enough rotted then everything will benefit. I try not to bury anything too deeply - especially plants like this violet that is making the effort to grow already.
As I have said before I make a lot of compost here but there is never enough to mulch the whole garden so, every other year I buy a trailer load of the stuff - hence the presence of the large steaming pile. Luckily I persuaded my elder son, Archie, to rally round and help with the barrowing. By 'persuaded' I mean, of course, bribed. Children, in my experience, don't really see the point of gardening unless there is cash involved (or unless they are feeling extremely guilty about something).
So now everything sleeps under a layer of gorgeous brownness; you can almost see the soil sucking in the goodness. I also scatter a goodly helping of fish, blood and bone around the place before mulching. The next few weeks require patience; days of glorious waiting as, one after another, plants push their way to the surface and the spring slowly arrives.
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