The Holly And The Ivy

  Our white sofa, being a sofa bed, is extremely heavy. In order to avoid damaging the new flooring, this morning Connor called upon Mark to help him lift it into place. Jackie ventured into the garden on this much brighter day than yesterday, announcing “I am going into the garden to photograph some loveliness.”Continue reading “The Holly And The Ivy”

Reflective Mood

It wasn’t until about 4 p.m. the afternoon that I realised on glancing through the window beside my desk that the sun had made a fleeting appearance as, against the still indigo skies, it lit the pink rambling rose rising from the front trellis. Its deeper pink companion soared above the porch, and the firstContinue reading “Reflective Mood”

Our Joint One Good Knee

Last night I watched a recording of Saturday’s breathtaking rugby match between Wales and South Africa; after lunch today the soporific contest between Scotland and Argentina. Bright sunshine had taken me into the rather cold garden this morning. Winter pansies and trailing ivy adorn hanging baskets on the sitting room walls. Geraniums and Japanese maplesContinue reading “Our Joint One Good Knee”

Ponies At The Door

CLICK ON ANY IMAGE TO ENLARGE IT. THIS MAY BE REPEATED FOR MORE DETAIL After an exchange of e-mails this morning, I had sufficient information to make the bank transfer of payment for the unexpected French land tax demand. Jackie drove me to the bank at Lymington where I completed the process. We then tookContinue reading “Ponies At The Door”

Before And After: The North Breeze Boundary

‘Boundary’ is a polite term for what should have separated our garden from that of ‘North Breeze’, the unoccupied house to the west of ours. It stretches from front to back from the street to the corner of the back drive and most of the way down that. I learned this when the Head GardenerContinue reading “Before And After: The North Breeze Boundary”

The White Garden

Hunting through our house purchase documents for some clarity about responsibility for the huge amount of fencing in various stages of health that borders our property, I was unsuccessful in that, but I did discover the names of the houses in our little hamlet. We are one of four on our side of Downton Lane.Continue reading “The White Garden”

Over The Fence

Knackered at the end of the day yesterday, I chose to ignore one encroachment of foliage onto the path. This hinged upon a Virginia creeper no longer adequately supported by a partially collapsed wooden arch. It was beset by one of our own expansive trees and rambling bramble. I knew, however, if I ventured into theContinue reading “Over The Fence”

Gigantism

On this sparkling autumn morning I bade farewell to Morden Park; to its squirrels, its magpies, its rooks, its parakeets; and the many passing acquaintances I have met there in the last eighteen months. Jackie, during the next couple of days, will be engaged in much more difficult goodbyes, as she leaves Merton Social Services Department afterContinue reading “Gigantism”

Pernicious Tendrils

Today was dull, but the rain largely kept off, and we were able to continue with the gardening.  Jackie helped me with the preparation of the scented bed.  What I pruned off or dug up, she cut up and bagged up.  All in readiness for the next bonfire.  This afternoon she carried on with herContinue reading “Pernicious Tendrils”