Nugget’s Family Needs Feeding

Yesterday evening Nugget and a blackbird who had discovered his feeders outside the stable door both emptied their larders while providing meals on wings for their respective nestlings. Jackie felt so bad at being so Mother Hubbard https://youtu.be/30l7EinbOYg that she decided bird food, especially Nugget’s favourite suet pellets, were essential shopping in these times ofContinue reading “Nugget’s Family Needs Feeding”

Hot Gardening

At different times in this very hot day I have shared watering duties with the Head Gardener and carried some of her refuse to the compost bins. Jackie has continued potting and tidying. When possible she sits and lifts the containers on any available surface. The wisteria draped over its arbour here offers her aContinue reading “Hot Gardening”

A Mating Ritual

I accompanied Jackie on her Ferndene Farm shop trip this morning. There was no queue for the food shopping, so Jackie did that first before joining the line of ┬áplant lovers, Masks were more in evidence today. Jackie’s floral purchases were limited because there was only one empty plant tray and the trollies were allContinue reading “A Mating Ritual”

Redundant

The Head Gardener has renamed what I have been calling the Kitchen Bed because it runs alongside that room. It has become the Pond Bed because it sprawls across a sunken pond filled in by our predecessors. At the western corner stands the frog pond created from an old cistern; at the eastern end theContinue reading “Redundant”

“Some Wet Things”

Throughout the day the promised rain fell steadily. Early this evening we experienced a power cut for a couple of hours. The meat was in the oven; nothing worked; because of lockdown no alternative eating establishments were open; I had not prepared a post. Fortunately the Culinary Queen had stocked up yesterday on salads andContinue reading ““Some Wet Things””

The Ploughed Field

On another sunny but cold day of clear cerulean skies I walked further along Roger Cobb’s footpath and back. While traversing the garden into Downton Lane I paused to photograph species tulips Lilac Wonder, forget-me-nots, and daffodils vying for space in the Palm Bed. These three cyclists left the required amount of space as theyContinue reading “The Ploughed Field”

A Sad Sign Of The Times

Jackie had a reasonably smooth shop this morning, after which she worked in the garden until the temperature became too hot. The Co-op was selling bedding plants, some of which she naturally bought, although she will have need of all her pelargonium cuttings in the greenhouse. After lunch I took a tour with my cameraContinue reading “A Sad Sign Of The Times”

Tortoises?

Our afternoon drive into the forest took us through Bull Hill. Although certainly not tortoises, groups of serious walkers we watched from Furzey Lane leading to Furzey Lodge, carried their temporary homes on their backs. Some of these were passed by cyclists, more groups of whom wheeled along Cripple Gate Lane, where, bluebells, ferns, ivy,Continue reading “Tortoises?”

A More Manageable Garden

Our own garden is rather more manageable for dodgy knees than yesterday’s veritable undulating park. I took an amble around it this afternoon. Jackie thought that this very small daffodil, in one of the stone troughs resting on the front wall, had come up blind. In fact it has bloomed later than most. Behind theContinue reading “A More Manageable Garden”

A Blue Rinse

Welcome rain, sometimes quite heavy, fell all morning. We had to stay in anyway, because Stephen Ford came to fix the flushing system to our downstairs loo. He was prompt, efficient, and friendly. We would happily use him again. This afternoon we posted photographic prints to my blogging friend, then headed for the lanes aroundContinue reading “A Blue Rinse”