The vase this week is a simple one which doesn’t really require me to say much. The camellia flower is from a small camellia I have growing in a pot. It is a plant I rescued from one of those ‘bargain’ areas in a nursery and planted out in the garden. However, it was apparently unhappy as the leaves were very yellow, despite me having another very healthy camellia near by. So… Read More
Another year and the start of another series of End of Month posts. Time for some new views, projects and pondering. I plan to start with the view above which is the grass path between the Big Border and the former Bog Garden which is in need of a new name but first of all it needs some sort of identity. I have some plans for the area on the right of… Read More
A different take on the Weekly Photo Challenge theme of Twinkle. Late afternoon sunshine twinkling on the twinkling spent flowers of Abelia.
In need of some gentle stress relief and an escape from all the trials and tribulations that are plaguing my existence at the moment I set off cross country towards the welsh borders and the autumn plant fair at Hergest Croft. I have visited a number of times, the last time in Spring, but I have been meaning to visit to see the autumn colour. The journey was a typical autumnal one… Read More
I have been a busy bee this weekend and have achieved lots of the plans I have had rattling around in my head in the early hours when I haven’t been able to sleep recently. I have been saying for some weeks now that the patio border needed a re-jig to give the newish Edgeworthia more space. So today I lifted a large Astrantia and divided it. In the space left behind… Read More
It is a family joke that my parents, especially my father, loved to dome shrubs when he was pruning. I often despaired as to me the beauty of many shrubs is their ranging wide-spread form. Over the last few days I have been seeking solace in Christopher Lloyd’s The Adventurous Gardener and reading bits of mum which amuse me. The passage entitled ‘Some Reactions to Cutting Back’ made her chuckle too. In… Read More
My poor garden has been suffering from neglect and a lack of enthusiasm from its owner. I was unwell at the beginning of September – a mixture of stress and exhaustion and then two weeks ago my mother had a stroke. It was one of those awful things when the phone wakes you from a deep sleep and you enter that strangely timeless world that is the hospital A&E department at night-time. … Read More