“Hello Barbara”

Mum perked up yesterday afternoon. When Elizabeth and Jacqueline arrived she was sitting up in bed, drinking from her own cup. She stayed awake for two hours; conversed lucidly; and consumed a little liquid nourishment, antibiotics, and water. Staff were concerned about her breathing overnight and she is to be given morphine to make herContinue reading ““Hello Barbara””

Her Autumn Garden

Jackie spent the day in her element, nurturing her Autumn garden, which I photographed at intervals. WordPress willing, each of these images is individually titled in the gallery. Later, I scanned the next four of Charles Keeping’s superb illustrations to ‘Our Mutual Friend’. ‘Composedly smoking, he leaned an elbow on the chimney-piece and looked atContinue reading “Her Autumn Garden”

Dank

During the morning of this decidedly dank day Jackie worked on tidying the lawn and its surrounding borders, while I did something similar in the front garden, cleared up debris and fed the compost bins front and back. Just in time for lunch a downpour sent us indoors. The Head Gardener left her tools outside,Continue reading “Dank”

Hunting In Pairs

“The Bishop” was the penultimate story that Anton Chekhov wrote while seriously ill with tuberculosis from which he died at the age of 44. This is a deeply emotional tale of the main character’s life and death, and his effect on family, prelates, and congregations alike. I finished reading it last night, and with itContinue reading “Hunting In Pairs”

The Plant Pulley

Today was very hot and sunny. Until fatigue forced me inside I put in more work on the stones of the Weeping Birch Bed footpath. It is now possible once more to sit on the chair beneath the tree and look across to the Rose Garden. A raised stone sits in the foreground of thisContinue reading “The Plant Pulley”

“I Can’t Get Up”

Between us we spent much of the day on garden maintenance. Not only did Jackie continue her work on redesigning the Pond Bed planting, composting, weeding, and tidying, but she has begun filling containers with petunias in the chimney pot; pansies in the iron urn, in a basket yet to become hanging, and, with geraniumsContinue reading ““I Can’t Get Up””

Dropping In

In yesterday evening’s fading light Jackie wandered around the garden with her camera, and produced this gallery of garden blooms, individual titles of which are available by clicking on any image to access them. I have mentioned before my regret that modern life with its heavy schedules and geographical distance between friends and family hasContinue reading “Dropping In”

No Longer In The Shade

Once again we struggled in unaccustomed heat to thin out the rampant wisteria, and compost and bag up the clippings. Jackie did most of the pruning and photographed the process before and after her efforts. As she said, she was no longer working in the shade. Although the bulk of the composting and bagging fellContinue reading “No Longer In The Shade”

Spotlights

General garden maintenance this morning included Jackie’s replanting of the Iron Urn consisting of pansies underplanted with purple tulips, having replaced the root-bound soil; and much more clipping, chopping, and bagging of wayward shrubs. The winter pansies now blend well with the pale purple colchicums or autumn crocuses, phlox, and Japanese anemones while contrasting withContinue reading “Spotlights”

Behind Every Great Man…..

This morning I e-mailed a drawing to a fellow blogger as an offering to illustrate one of his posts. While I sat in the car waiting for Jackie to emerge from Tesco with a fortnight’s shopping that I would load into our vehicle and into the kitchen at home I finished reading Lent to usContinue reading “Behind Every Great Man…..”