Nesting

Albeit originally dry, today’s bright start, beset by grey sheep’s wool skies and drizzling rain, descended into cooler dankness. My morning session devoted to WordPress comments was extended by the distraction from shaking branches of a crab apple tree in which the cumbersome barrage balloon of a nest-building wood pigeon thumped into the boughs clutchingContinue reading “Nesting”

Lymington Lockdown Relaxed

Although Jackie remembers one birthday on which it snowed, most of her birthdays, like today, have lived up to the epithet ‘flaming June’. She drove me into Lymington, left me there for an agreed 90 minutes, visited a garden centre, then returned to pick me up. There I purchased a birthday card (of a pop-upContinue reading “Lymington Lockdown Relaxed”

The Plant Pulley

Today was very hot and sunny. Until fatigue forced me inside I put in more work on the stones of the Weeping Birch Bed footpath. It is now possible once more to sit on the chair beneath the tree and look across to the Rose Garden. A raised stone sits in the foreground of thisContinue reading “The Plant Pulley”

Planting And Paving

Here is the next ten of Charles Keeping’s illustrations to ‘Nicholas Nickleby’, scanned yesterday: ‘No-one could have doubted their being twin brothers’ ‘ ‘My children, my defrauded, swindled, infants!’ cried Mr Kenwigs, pulling at the flaxen tail of his second daughter’ ‘A quiet, little frequented, retired spot, favourable to melancholy and contemplation’. You will usuallyContinue reading “Planting And Paving”

Setting Up For The Day

What do you do when you wake up with no internet on the first day of a gloriously sunny bank holiday weekend? And you don’t get it back until 5 p.m? Speaking for ourselves, we were in the car soon after 8 a.m, beginning with a trip to Milford on Sea Pharmacy. A blue clematisContinue reading “Setting Up For The Day”

Across The Weeping Birch Bed

On another warm yet mostly dull day Jackie continued planting, including various pots, and mending the bed into which I fell beside the Heligan Path two days ago. She had been most concerned about the foxglove which, after she had extricated it from beneath my shoulder only lost a couple of leaves. I can nowContinue reading “Across The Weeping Birch Bed”

Starburst

Today’s weather was warm, sunny, and dry. Jackie drove us to Tyrell’s Ford Hotel where we enjoyed a reunion lunch with Helen, Shelly, and Ron. We all missed Bill, who was unwell. Jackie photographed her sisters and Ron. We all enjoyed the welcoming environment, the friendly service, and the excellent food. My choices were whitebaitContinue reading “Starburst”

May

I suppose it is fair to say that “we” shopped at Tesco this morning. Our usual division of labour on such trips applied. Jackie dons a mask and spends up to an hour dodging other customers to reach the aisles; I sit in the car reading – today more chapters of ‘Nicholas Nickleby’; Jackie bringsContinue reading “May”

An Arboreal Charnel House

Although still breezy and somewhat nippy, our morning’s weather was much brighter. Accompanied by chirruping small birds, the screeching of the greenfinch, the cooing of doves, the repeated mating plea of a wood pigeon, and the gentle buzzing of the bees, Jackie continued her various plantings such as those in tubs, stone urns, box containersContinue reading “An Arboreal Charnel House”

Tower Hamlets Cemetery

Today was one of sunshine (not much) and showers (numerous). The morning having been predicted to be the driest, we were both out gardening early. Jackie was mostly planting, in and out of the greenhouse. I managed considerable progress on weeding the Heligan Path, until a heavy shower drove me inside and I turned toContinue reading “Tower Hamlets Cemetery”