On Saturday, Garden Dad levelled all the pathways around the raised beds ready for laying weed fabric. Garden Girl and Garden Boy helped out for short bursts, heading in and out of the house as they became cold and tired. Garden Lass and I stayed clean and warm indoors, supplying hot drinks and warming food for the workers outside.
Then on Sunday, we swapped and, donned in my wellies and leg warmers, I set about flattening the mountain of soil that had grown in the middle of our lawn. I had no little garden helpers, whose attention was drawn away from the garden by the distraction of Hello Kitty on the play station. I don't blame them. It is tough work moving a mountain!
The soil was wet and compacted and it stuck, in large clumps, to every tool I tried to use. I tried shovels, forks, trowels, rakes and even at one point my hands. But eventually, and with much satisfaction, the mountain was laid flat. The result is that we now have a more even lawn, that is level along the bottom edge and, although it is by no means a croquet lawn, it is certainly much flatter than it was early on Sunday morning.

There is now a large patch of bare soil in the bottom right hand corner of the lawn, over which we will scatter lawn seed this coming weekend. I am sure that spring time is probably a better time to sow grass seed but we would like some growth there as soon as possible, to make the garden slightly less muddy. We are not expecting the perfect lawn from our sowing and we are aware we will probably have to resow to fill patches in spring, but some covering early in the year will make a difference. My biggest concern is that the birds will eat all the seeds before they have a chance to germinate so on Saturday, before we scatter the seed, our Little Garden Helpers will be attaching rags to sticks, to wave like pirate flags, scaring away the birds. And I think we will make a family of grass heads as well. I can't resist.