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”

Soil Transfusion

An early bird atop the oak across Christchurch Road admired this morning’s dawn sky which¬†presaged a fine day. And so it was. Warm enough to put the washing out. My meagre task of the day was to begin the ongoing battle with the triffid invasion from our neighbour, North Breeze. It is important to tackleContinue reading “Soil Transfusion”