Two Dawns

In the early morning chill I girded my loins with a thick cotton dressing gown and stepped into the garden to photograph the pink-streaked dawn. Keen arboriculturists may be interested in the sylvan skeletons of copper beech, larch, weeping birch, and lopped bay tree. Our great-niece, Ella, was two years old in January. She andContinue reading “Two Dawns”

Cutting Out The Middle Man?

Early this morning, Jackie photographed the first welcoming dawn we have experienced for a while. The sunshine lived up to its promise as I wandered around photographing clumps of cheerful snowdrops; bunches of daffodils including tete-a-tetes; bright cyclamen; a variety of abundant hellebores which retained raindrops; and prolific shrubs such as camellias and viburnum. ToContinue reading “Cutting Out The Middle Man?”

Finishing Touches

On another gloomy wet morning Jackie photographed a selection of our current garden blooms, some decorated with pearls of rainwater. Here we have sarcocca Hoskeriana, cyclamen, daffodil, iris reticulata Katharine Hodgkin, snowdrops, hellebore, camellia, daphne odorata marginata, and crocus. Barry, of New Forest Chimney Sweeping & Repairs, then visited to extend the downpipe across theContinue reading “Finishing Touches”

Not Much Call For It In 2020

On another gloomy and cold morning we ventured out into the forest trusting that the nearer we arrived at midday the brighter the light may become. If anything there was more darkness at noon. We stopped at Setley Ridge Garden Centre which Jackie, masked up, entered and bought some Christmas presents while I focussed onContinue reading “Not Much Call For It In 2020”

In The Blink Of An Eye

This morning I was lulled into enough of a false sense of security to imagine that, although the heavy winds that have beset us during the last two days and the rain had desisted, the storm may be over. The late or very early blooming gladiolus, bowed but not broken, rested on Delta’s Sarah fuchsiaContinue reading “In The Blink Of An Eye”

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”

Is It Really Autumn?

We began early this morning watering, dead heading, clearing debris and adding to the compost bins before attending Milford on Sea GP Surgery for flu jab appointments. A large number of patients were vaccinated smoothly at one minute intervals. We queued 2 metres apart for no time at all and were directed to our colour-codedContinue reading “Is It Really Autumn?”

Scratching And Suckling

Sue W’s post https://nansfarm.net/2020/09/09/plant-life/ reminded me of a story from before my WP days, which I thought should be told. Sometime in the late 1970s I travelled to King’s Lynn on the Norfolk coast in order to deliver a speech about Social Work to the nuns of a convent about ten miles away. From LondonContinue reading “Scratching And Suckling”

Torment

On this bright and sunny morning here was I working with WordPress innocently oblivious of just what the Head Gardener meant by tidying up Félicité Perpétue and the shrubs she had been swamping. I had picked a few tomatoes. Assuring me that the rose would be glorious in a couple of years, she proudly showedContinue reading “Torment”

Keeping Their Distance

In recent days goldfinches have joined the ranks of birds swooping on the feeders. We think we may be harbouring an extra long tailed variety. Mum’s care home is now in total lockdown. Several of us telephoned her in turn. I believe that is now widespread. Jackie photographed this conversation through a  window at BartonContinue reading “Keeping Their Distance”