In the pursuit of pretty, there are two kinds of gardener who wilfully apportion several weekend evening hours to hosing down their lawn, in a heavy storm, on the darker side of dusk.
Sunflowers and Squirrels
Radial rhythm – Taps seed to feed agouti Whiskers, fingers twitch.
Corner to Corner
The garden as we first viewed it, in the estate agent’s particulars, had two obvious and immediate selling points: its wide open size and its impressive woodland backdrop.
Writing a Rock Garden
It’s approaching three months since I last wrote anything in my gardening journal. Since I last wrote anything at all.
Water and Words on a Wet Wednesday
The novelty of alliteration, discovered in childhood (a time that often seems like a million years ago to me now) never really faded.
Betula Bones
The birches arrived a few weeks ago: two Betula albosinensis ‘Fascinations’ and two Betula utilis ‘Jacquemontiis’.
Roots, Fruits, Seeds and Weeds
The last of the early Spring bulbs have gone over now.
