offtheedgegardening

Waffle

Life caught up with me today so you are going to have to make do with a photograph of a hellebore and no words. As my mother would (and often does) say “you can like it or lump it”. You may even prefer it. Now I am worried that as I have let you down onContinue reading “Waffle”

Belle

What a glorious day! For a start the sun shone, admittedly it was intermittent but every beam was absorbed and stored in my sunshine bank. We shuffled the extended border, digging up many of the plants and rearranging to give them more room and fill the gaps, pausing occasionally to appreciate the warmth of the rays. ThisContinue reading “Belle”

Rumble Fish

Many years ago I saw a film called Rumble Fish. From memory, bearing in mind this was in the mid 1980’s and things are a little hazy, I can tell you the following. It starred Mickey Rourke and Matt Dillon. There were motorbikes and much angst. It was very cool but a little too violent forContinue reading “Rumble Fish”

Monotone

It was a day in black and white. When I found the odd nugget of colour, the odd tattered rudbeckia bloom, an ill at ease lavender flower, bloody stems of cornus, desperate acer leaves, all were diluted. The sparse colour was faded and tired. The wretched wind had sucked out the hues, the ravishing rain had dilutedContinue reading “Monotone”

Envy

This is not my sophora. It is full of flower, both potential and actual. It is not tatty. I forgive it for the fact that it is far better than mine. Not that it minds either way, flaunting its buttercup blooms in the winter gloom. I like its attitude.

Home Sweet Home

For the last few days I have been visiting the town I used to call home. Although it isn’t where I was born, it is where I grew up. It is where I ticked off many milestones on my journey to the place I am today. When I am not there it is a just a memory, albeit it a fine one,Continue reading “Home Sweet Home”

Waiting

Is she on her way home yet?

Holiday

Another dowdy day; well dowdy by name but not by nature. I awoke this morning hoping it was Saturday but knowing that it seldom is. Rather than a dawn chorus my awakening accompaniment was the dulcet tones of next doors scaffolding being dismantled. Past the clunks and crashes, chatter and clatter, my bat ears were honed past the ladsContinue reading “Holiday”

Viola

When all else fails the cheery face of a viola bloom will do the trick. I will leave you contemplating its beauty.

First Frost

We arrived home late last night, late for us lightweights at any rate. The sky was a studded with a neck aching amount of stars proclaiming the promise of plummeting temperature. After satisfying my compulsion to point out Orion and The Plough (the only constellations I know) to the amazement of no one, we dived into theContinue reading “First Frost”