The cockchafer or the ‘doodlebug’, a nickname later given to the V-1 flying bomb of WWII for their similarities in sound made…
The time is late afternoon, the date is early May, after some heavy rain and even some distant thunder, a…
Our wild flower meadow and orchard is a riot of colour and activity from the turn of the year. Snowdrops,…
and the Turkey is already fat! But rather incongruously she is in the garden! Not quite sure, in fact don’t…
One swallow does make a late Spring. Today, 25th April, bang on target, they have arrived, and… checked out the…
It’s ready. It was a deadline to not miss. The cleaners have been in, the interior designer has had a…
It takes two to shift this. “This” is a cider mill apple squashing/squishing/juice squeezing wheel. Those who have assiduously explored…
In the wild flower meadow nature has collapsed the daffodils overnight. Slowly, imperceptibly, the daffs are waking as the sun…
… one of the most enjoyable parts of the day is the early morning wander around the garden, just listening…
Arguably, the spelling could be correct as it was here last week, and it’s still here. “Check it thrice, cut…