The Tenacious Rose

The Golden Cockerel Press was an English fine press operating between 1920 and 1961. Its history and further information can be found in https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Cockerel_Press. Tapster’s Tapestry is a little gem of satirical phantasy published in 1938 which I finished reading last night. These two illustrations are of the title page and the jacket, repeating oneContinue reading “The Tenacious Rose”

Edwin Drood

My inspirational teacher, Richard Milward, featured in https://derrickjknight.com/2012/07/04/no-one-forgets-a-good-teacher/ stressed that a story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end. As I have progressed through my reading life I have come to believe that the journey through a book has been more important to me than the focus on a satisfactory ending. Charles Dickens,Continue reading “Edwin Drood”

From Garden To Woodland

Jackie spent much of the morning working in the greenhouse, alongside which this is the view to the yellowing weeping birch. Pansies are blooming in the iron urn and in hanging baskets; others of which contain such as petunias and calendulas. It is still the season for dahlias of varying hues. A variety of fuchsiasContinue reading “From Garden To Woodland”

Still Tagging Along

Work continued on the Rose Garden this morning. We used a metal mallet to straighten the legs of the recent acquired rusty obelisks and hammer them into position. More fallen leaves from the copper beech tree were swept, gathered up with big hands, and deposited into black bags in bin subsequently transferred to the compostContinue reading “Still Tagging Along”

One For Flo

On a dismally dull albeit dry day we spent much of the morning tidying up the Rose Garden. This involved pruning, dead-heading, planting bulbs, and sweeping up lashings of leaves shed by the overhead copper beach. There is much more to be done, but we gave ourselves the afternoon off and went for a drive.Continue reading “One For Flo”

Impact On The Horizon

I spent a couple of hours this afternoon reading “The Mystery of Edwin Drood”, and, as yet, like its author, I have not finished it. I will feature it when I do. Later, we drove into the forest where Jackie parked beside Ran’s wood and I rambled with my camera. A febrile squirrel periodically caughtContinue reading “Impact On The Horizon”

Taking A Chance

There is a direct path from the kitchen window featuring our late beloved blogging friend, Pauline’s, light catcher to my computer station. The light prism cast by this often accompanies me as it did this morning – a comforting reminder of a lovely lady. After a reading session this afternoon Jackie drove me to PuttlesContinue reading “Taking A Chance”

Pork Scratchings

On our visit to Mum at Woodpeckers Care Home this morning she may have had difficulty remembering what she was meant to be doing this week, but her reminiscing was pretty sharp. It was sometime in the 1980s that I ran The Paris Marathon and she hadn’t been there but she told us all aboutContinue reading “Pork Scratchings”

Car Park Conversation

We have a popular adage that asserts that all accidents come in threes. So it is with cafetière glasses. We keep spares for the large one that dispenses our morning coffee. Two have been broken in the last month. That left one. This afternoon we therefore visited the Christchurch Sainsbury’s to maintain our reserves. JackieContinue reading “Car Park Conversation”

A Change Of Diet

The morning was dry with bouts of sunshine when Jackie wandered around the garden with her camera. She went out to photograph the Amistad salvia but got carried away and also pictured agapanthus seeds, dahlias, rudbeckias, roses, clerodendrum trichotomum, begonias, fuchsias, sedum, phlox; and a fly, wasps, and a shield bug perched on ivy flowers.Continue reading “A Change Of Diet”