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I’m off out.  These little chaps will have to keep you company until I get back.

We get our eggs from a farm a few miles down the road.  It is worth the drive.  When you have had an omelette made from these golden beauties there is no turning back.  Boxes of eggs are piled in the farmhouse porch with a washed out yoghurt pot as honest box.  You serve yourself toContinue reading “Loud”

As promised here is my exposé of the All Horts trip to Little Ash Garden near Honiton in East Devon.  This is the garden of my friend Helen Brown and her husband Brian.  Those of you who are concerned that this report might be biased because she is my friend have nothing to worry about. In fact she gets onContinue reading “All Horts Away Day – Little Ash Garden, The Truth”

Today we had a brilliant away day at Little Ash Garden with All Horts.  This amazing iris is a tantalising preview.  More to follow tomorrow when I will tell scandalous tales of intrigue and heart rending romance.  I may have spiced up that up a little.  There was however cake and lots and lots of wonderful plants.

The rain held off until I was home safe and sound.  Then it was proper rain; butt filling, ground softening, plant nourishing rain.  Thank goodness for that.

It was a scorcher today.  Perhaps as hot as yesterday which was classified as “absolutely roasting” on the UK Woosy Weather Scale. The difference is that yesterday I spent the day in Somerset woodland. Today I spent a fair proportion of the my day in a Devon greenhouse where we were planting up tomatoes, cucumbers, water melonsContinue reading “Balm”

These words and picture are brought to you by the lovely Mary who lives in southern France. Mary is Dutch by birth and her husband Ant is an Englishman.  They are blessed with cosmopolitan souls and kind hearts.  And they are the official guardians of my straw hat.  I bought the hat in question in a Portuguese market overContinue reading “Guest Blog No. 2 – Hat Guardians”

This was meant to be a different photograph altogether.  My head is yet again hung in shame. Yesterday we went for a walk.  Along the way I took photos of the many wildflowers we passed as we meandered along the coast. There was golden kidney vetch, cushions of sea campion, dots of blue sheeps bit scabious and masses of thriftContinue reading “Lessons Not Learnt”

What did you see when you looked at this photo? Did you see the bee, busy and basking in the early summer sun?  Perhaps you dwelt on the porcelain geranium, pin stripes of sky blue, the violet stamen casting an indigo shadow?  Maybe you wondered about the pink haze in the background, imagining what flower it couldContinue reading “What do you see?”