My garden is a nursery at the moment. The terrace is awash with pots and we all tip toe round them to get into the garden. I am like a mother hen clucking away checking on their growth, willing some to start showing signs of flowers and despairing that others have flowered and gone to… Continue reading Gardeners World Live
It’s all about the greens at this time of year. Spring greens are the most wonderful sight to behold. There is colour in the garden but that is mainly provided by the spring bulbs, the last of the daffodils and the colourful array of tulips. Pink Honesty and Lamprocapnos (Bleeding Heart) are also rather showy… Continue reading Spring Greens
We all have a bit in our garden which is in the shade. The bit that faces north and gets less light than the other parts. My heart used to sink when I thought about my shady border. What on earth could I plant in the shade of the fence and then when next door’s… Continue reading Shady Days
It is easy to get very glum about the state of our world. Every day there is news that makes one feel helpless. I have had my own few weeks of feeling like there is nothing I can do to change things and that in fact, with my new career choice, I have thought I… Continue reading Positive Thoughts
I’ve been ill. I’m not a sickly person. The occasional light cold, a low-level, non-specific viral something every now and then but this has been a doozy. My lovely man went down with it. Temperatures of 101 three days in a row. Really laid low. I did the sensible thing and slept in the spare… Continue reading The Need To Sow
In these first weeks of the year, after the distraction of Christmas and the New Year, the summer feels a long way away. Warm, sunny days to laze about in the garden, friends round to enjoy a relaxing afternoon with a long, cool drink and a bbq, children playing in the sandpit or treehouse, these… Continue reading A Time To Plan
In the last few weeks the leaves have tumbled from the trees, the march of autumn moving at a fast pace. The last of the birch leaves, so pretty and uplifting in their butter yellow autumn vestments, have been blown from their branches overnight by a hearty westerly. Silver birch This year I have decided… Continue reading Learning to Love the Autumn Dark
