At the end of our entertainment area, we have a small feature garden. I use the word feature with some hesitation and trepidation. It has more of a tendency to be a veritable jungle where the local green snake likes to hang out. Sshh ~ that's not something I tell all our visitors! We were looking for a sense of flow and also to include colour within a native flora spectrum. (Sounds swish, eh?)
We started by pruning (decapitating) our dracena ribbon plant. It's also called Lucky Bamboo however, I believe it is not even a part of the bamboo family. I asked permission before lopping it off at midriff height. Thankfully, the energy I felt was very understanding. Then we removed a shrub that I have never been able to find out the name of it! Although covered in tiny red berries every November/December, this plant was taking over the garden. MOAHS (master of all he surveys) decided to get a crowbar, a shovel and some pure masculine grunt to remove it! Done and dusted. Woot.
My role amongst all this seemingly random devastation was to wo-man the mulcher. The Dracena made the most awesome multi-coloured mulch which we returned to the earth in this section of the garden. We've left a hole where the mystery shrub had been. This is to be filled with one or two crotons. Although not native, they grow extremely well in our garden + the MOAHS loves them and so do the local fauna. We've picked out two crotons from our garden that were not in ideal growing conditions. Next weekend's task is to move them from their existing spot into the feature garden.
We could see the rain clouds building during the day and our efforts became much more frantic as the afternoon progressed. MOAHS was digging up the mystery shrub when he gave quite a startled yelp. From the mulcher, I could see from the corner of my eye that he was doing a masculine version of my beastie dance. He is quite graceful and flexible. *giggling* Yep, hubby had managed to find a paper wasp nest and was being stung. I know, not a laughing matter! As he swung from side to side and then dashed off to the entertainment area to find his Wasp Whacking Whacker, I moved away from the area just in case.
That was the worst decision of the day. I found another paper wasp nest near our shed. The cousins of the wasps currently being whacked in yonder garden decided to take action on behalf of their cousins. Yikes! I ran as fast as I could into the relative safety of the entertainment area while yelling out comments such as: Argh! Don't squash them! One's flying above.. behind.. around.. Holy Toledo, they're everywhere! Run, Hubby Run.
Finally, the garden was safe for us to go back in and finish our jobs. I pondered the significance of all these wasps. As a power animal, Wasp Energy helps us find organized focus, and assistance with communicating assertively. As master builders, wasp energy also guides us with projects we have in mind.
Here's to a week of focus and communication!
Namaste
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