Nothing For It

CLICK ON ANY IMAGE IN ONE OF THE PAIRINGS TO ACCESS THE GALLERY, EACH MEMBER OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CHECKING BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT. PHOTOGRAPHS LACKING A PARTNER CAN BE VIEWED WITH A CLICK THAT MAY BE REPEATED I spent a considerable number of frustrating hours attempting toContinue reading “Nothing For It”

Spot The Difference

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN THE PAGE AND CLICKING ON THE RELEVANT BOX. In today’s gardening division of labour my contribution was weeding the back drive, while Jackie continued planting, weeding, and watering. My main focus was on the bed alongside the new fence.Continue reading “Spot The Difference”

Reversion

This afternoon I tackled sports. Now, please don’t imagine that that means my knee is miraculously fully recovered. I speak of reversion; not of myself, but of the horticultural variety. Variegated plants are generally selected from a sport, or mutation, of a pure green plant. The sport is then propagated by cuttings, grafting or division to retain itsContinue reading “Reversion”

The Three Peaks Challenge

Most of our verbascums have been ravaged by caterpillars. Some, perhaps protected by hoverflies, have survived. There are some wonderful scents in the garden. Some simply pervade the atmosphere. Others, like this salvia microphylla, a woody shrub native to Arizona and Mexico, emit their fragrance from crushed, or simply rubbed, leaves. These have odours of mintContinue reading “The Three Peaks Challenge”

Owling With Attitude

The blackbird still sits on her nest. Peering through shrubs at a safe distance, sometimes her bright little eyes are visible to the viewer, sometimes her upturned tail. Today’s task for me was to clear one bed of brambles and other unwelcome growth. Simple enough for a day’s work. I thought. In fact the wildContinue reading “Owling With Attitude”

Pick The Bucket

Just a week away from July, I was actually cold as I walked down to Seamans Corner and back this morning to post a letter.  For a city dweller it may seem hardly worth recording such a trip, but it does take twenty minutes.  I reflected on a far more painful crawl to a postContinue reading “Pick The Bucket”