Recycling, or upcycling – I’m not sure which, but this once apple tree bole is now home to some sweet peas. My […]
is around. The silent killer that stalks its prey without call, whose wings are modified to not make a noise and which […]
the Spanish version. The wild flower meadow seems to have spread further and more adventurously this year, in the fields around us […]
My Mother’s favourite flower and ours, the fragrance of the older, un-varagated forms are unbelievable, full of pepper and happy memories.
“I go to the lavattory [sic] On Wednesdays I go shopping and have buttered scones for tea”. Lyrics from Monty Python, as […]
Comfrey. Rosie loves to eat the leaves of this plant. Here she tip toes through it. For humans, the plant is still […]
however you say it, they’ve got to go in, so that is today’s job, despite reading today that we have had less […]
At this time of year, we are used to finding shells, eggshells or parts thereof, around the garden as you would suppose. […]
A look around the garden at ours. Warning, people of a nervous or sea-sick disposition are advised not to watch.
Or so I’m told. Named after a North American flower which is prevalent at this time of year. Taken at 05.30 this […]
