Resisting The Spanish Invasion

This morning Jackie and I drove to our annual pilgrimage to Boldre’s Church Lane, with its high ancient hedgerows and its private bluebell woods. Banks and verges are now adorned, in addition to the bluebells, with white stitchworts, and yellow celandines and dandelions. Jackie and and I saw differing images in the gnarled bark ofContinue reading “Resisting The Spanish Invasion”

Further Along Forest Road

Today there was still a chill in the air, which became more overcast with sunny periods as it went on. After lunch we drove into the forest. As so often on a dull day we thought we may not find much of photographic interest, until the sun and our little group of equine friends foundContinue reading “Further Along Forest Road”

The Oval Bed Today

The earlier third of the day was overcast but warm. On my way through the garden to set out on a walk down Downton Lane I photographed several newly opened tulips, one of which bore a sleepy bee. Even 30 m.p.h. on our eponymous winding lane is probably too fast at any time, yet itContinue reading “The Oval Bed Today”

Down The Lane

This morning I wandered through the garden, down Downton Lane and into Roger’s field and back. The red Japanese maple is now coming into leaf, and we may soon have to refill the Waterboy’s shell. The clematis Montana, retrained eighteen months ago, now festoons the dead tree; and different, delicate, tulips are bursting into life.Continue reading “Down The Lane”

How Many Bees In This Post?

Jackie and I spent the morning on an enforced feat of forestry. With the head gardener’s advice, guidance, and assistance I sawed off a myrtle branch that had been twisted by the gales, and then performed an autopsy on the snake bark maple. This latter tree has, sadly, died. We performed emergency amputations last autumn,Continue reading “How Many Bees In This Post?”

The Monk

One of the benefits of our mild Autumn has been that non-hardy plants, like this fuchsia Quasar, are still out in the garden. Normally a delicate pink and lilac on a white ground, this picture was my selection for the third day of my Black and White Flower photograph submissions. Edward Sherred, landscaper, called thisContinue reading “The Monk”

The Golden Touch

On the way through the garden this morning, to continue working on the back drive, I paused to admire Jackie’s two new planters, originally candle-holders from Redcliffe Nursery. They display her usual flair. Turning into the drive, I encountered the trail made by a mole. As this stopped at the site of the bonfire, perhapsContinue reading “The Golden Touch”

The Mole Catcher

One of the benefits of writing a daily blog over a period of more than two years is that it can be used to jog one’s own memory. Quite often we have checked something by using the search facility. Struggling to remember the name of the architectural salvage outlet where we had bought a doorContinue reading “The Mole Catcher”