The blot…
Overwhelm
The world is too much.
Leap Day Lament
Normal exhausted out of time
Turning Autumn Leaves
The clocks had already circled backwards when I took shelter in the passageway beside the second hand book shop.
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.
Betula Bones
The birches arrived a few weeks ago: two Betula albosinensis ‘Fascinations’ and two Betula utilis ‘Jacquemontiis’.
Border Pest Patrols
As February gave way to meteorological Spring I felt happily satisfied that I’d managed to get a decent head start on this year’s gardening calendar – my first full horticultural Season in our new garden – by doing a lot of the groundwork over Winter.
A Sunday Garden Snippet
Today is a day for thinking about doing. Not actually doing.
Rambling on…
Words ramble less widely than thoughts, especially so when thoughts flow in pictures.
Gardening is cheaper than therapy and you get tomatoes
That’s entirely wishful thinking on my husband’s part! In truth, gardening is the best therapy in the world. For me, at least.
