As I parked my Messerschmidt in the village car park, on route to Mr and Mrs Bun’s, my eye was caught by something gleaming bright in the corner. Squinting in a most attractive manner, I tried to fathom what this could possibly be. Drawn like an anvil to an industrial strength magnet, I wandered over to investigate theContinue reading “Spindle”
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Unrelenting
The unrelenting flowering cosmos. On a day that couldn’t be bothered to get properly light, these floral gems were a candle in the gloom. For us softies in the south it was also chilly. It was the first day this autumn that my coat remained tight closed for the duration. Perhaps I wasn’t working hard enough.Continue reading “Unrelenting”
Hydrangea quercifolia – The Oak Leaved Hydrangea
Before I moved to this neck of the woods my opinion of hydrangeas veered between ‘ambivalent’ and ‘unimpressed’. Slowly, however, I have been won over, especially by some of the less grown varieties. One of these is the oak-leaved hydrangea, Hydrangea quercifolia. Above is a toothed leaf, yet to succumb to autumn metamorphosis, set-off beautifully by its far more advanced bronzeContinue reading “Hydrangea quercifolia – The Oak Leaved Hydrangea”
Canna indica – Indian Shot
When you see the seed it suddenly becomes obvious why it is called Indian Shot!
Trauma
Mr Bun has pruned his privet hedge. Quite rightly he waited until the bird breeding season was over. Unfortunately he inadvertently disturbed the nest of a rare pink-backed green turtle. He was, and it is a male as the females don’t have spots, left exposed to elements, terrified. We returned him to the midst ofContinue reading “Trauma”
Salvia curviflora
Salvia curviflora, just about holding its own against the rampant lilac heliotrope. A fine battle.
A Culinary Essay
Yesterday Lionel and Lavinia gave me a big bag of bramley apples. Very kind and very welcome. There is something I must do today, or at least make a good start, it has to be finished by the middle of next week. As a masteress of procrastination, I have decided that before I beginContinue reading “A Culinary Essay”
The Hole Revisited
Autumn brings with it a variety of changes. Deciduous leaves begin to fall, the summer crew begin their hibernation, the weeds slow, the temperature drops, the days shorten. And the hard work begins. This week has been physically tough. I am loathe to admit it, but I am becoming increasingly dependent on Old Age and Cunning, ratherContinue reading “The Hole Revisited”
A Big Hole
Today we dug a big hole. This was not on the itinerary. But needs must and a big hole had to be dug. Now I am so tired I can’t even tell you the story. It was indeed a very big hole. These Hesperantha coccinea have absolutely nothing to do with the hole. They areContinue reading “A Big Hole”
Betwixt and Between
The meander into autumn seems to be accelerating into a gallop. Many of the summer bloomers are fizzling out with only the true stalwarts, such as hesperantha, asters and dahlias, holding firm. In the space of a week, the gardens in these parts are shifting from full flowering attack to a half-hearted last rally. ManyContinue reading “Betwixt and Between”