I did the deadheading and finally planted the fuchsia that’s been languishing at home. I had to pull up a corncockle and a little poppy, but the fuchsia wasn’t going to last any longer in its pot.

The flowers are looking good and I have to keep telling myself that the plot actually looks really good if I don’t think about the few bits that are a little disappointing / slow this year.

Flowers have arrived on all the tomatoes and the beans have started to flower.

I did some major weeding: the woodland bed, Beds 1, 2, 4, 5, 6 and 9. This year there are lots of bramble seedlings over on the right and little unknown shiny-leaved volunteers.

In the afternoon I worked on the pond, digging out under the liner at the shallow end, deeper and further than I’d begun the night before. I had a collection of new farm rock and a bowl of foraged gravel to aid the new design. The beach is now wider and the sides are not quite as steep. I didn’t change anything under the big rock, so farm rock has made a nice wall there to cover the liner. The end of the front shelf was a real conundrum and I had decided to get more bark from the stream pile before I found a great piece under the apple tree when I was placing a new log there. I tried to bend it and it broke, so it’s actually wired together, with the wire hidden in plain sight. Hopefully the crows won’t immediately flick it into the pond.