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”

“I’m Going To Get My Mum”

This morning Jackie ironed my last four shirts which is a double result: firstly I didn’t have to do it and secondly she does it better. The wind eased through the morning and the afternoon was bright and sunny for us to take a drive into the forest. Much water lay on the roads andContinue reading ““I’m Going To Get My Mum””

Nest Building

For some time now, Aaron, our very own Green Man, has been working his way through the removal of the stumps of the old grizelinia hedging that he cut down a year or two back. This morning he completed the task. We now have several clusters of snake’s head fritillaries; orange and yellow epimedium, whichContinue reading “Nest Building”

Ladybird Or Ladybug Fly Away Home….

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN PAIRS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN THE PAGE AND CLICKING THE RELEVANT BOX. The sun stayed away today until it was time for it to go to bed. My share of the garden clearance, under the necessary direction from the Head Gardener,Continue reading “Ladybird Or Ladybug Fly Away Home….”

A Touch Of Sea Air

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. On a bright and sunny morning Jackie drove us out to Flexford Bridge to survey the scene that had been waterlogged on our last visit. These muddy-looking snowdrops had been struggling to keep their heads above water then. BanksContinue reading “A Touch Of Sea Air”

One For Mary Tang

AS ALWAYS, CLICKING ON AN IMAGE, REPEATED IF NECESSARY, WILL ENLARGE IT The kitchen door was open this morning as I wandered into it. Such was the heady blend of sweet scents that pervaded the room, that I looked around for the bouquets of blooms I felt sure The Head Gardener must have gathered. ThereContinue reading “One For Mary Tang”

The Bees Are Out

Propped up by my walking stick, I managed to make my way through the garden and a hundred yards or so down Downton Lane this morning. The Royal Oak pub car park had a look of spring about it. Catkins swayed in the breeze. A pair of┬ádoves, which we think must be the parents ofContinue reading “The Bees Are Out”