The garden

A bole of sweet peas

Recycling, or upcycling - I'm not sure which, but this once apple tree bole is now home to some sweet…

4 years ago

The Goshawk…

is around. The silent killer that stalks its prey without call, whose wings are modified to not make a noise…

4 years ago

Proper bluebells, not…

the Spanish version. The wild flower meadow seems to have spread further and more adventurously this year, in the fields…

4 years ago

Peony

My Mother's favourite flower and ours, the fragrance of the older, un-varagated forms are unbelievable, full of pepper and happy…

4 years ago

I cut down trees, I eat my lunch…

"I go to the lavattory [sic] On Wednesdays I go shopping and have buttered scones for tea". Lyrics from Monty…

4 years ago

Tip toe through the …

Comfrey. Rosie loves to eat the leaves of this plant. Here she tip toes through it. For humans, the plant…

4 years ago

You say potato..

however you say it, they've got to go in, so that is today's job, despite reading today that we have…

4 years ago

How?

At this time of year, we are used to finding shells, eggshells or parts thereof, around the garden as you…

4 years ago

Daffs are daffs, aren’t they

A look around the garden at ours. Warning, people of a nervous or sea-sick disposition are advised not to watch.…

4 years ago

Pink Moon

Or so I'm told. Named after a North American flower which is prevalent at this time of year. Taken at…

4 years ago