Author Archives: offtheedgegardening

After the yesterday’s gales it is a miracle that there is single leaf left on a single tree.  This bashful beech however wasn’t quite ready to reveal all and has clung tightly on to her folial underskirt.  Not for long, though, not for long.

I’ve been snooping again.  In truth I rarely stop.  On reflection perhaps the word “snooping” is a little harsh.  The word might roll deliciously off the tongue like a cough candy twist but it also suggests activities that may well be of interest to the local constabulary.  I will try again. I have been showingContinue reading “Snoop”

With extreme generosity I have given myself the rest of November off.  It is a buffer zone of decadence between the past and the future.  This does not mean that I will stop posting, just that I will be continuing in the rather random fashion I have utilised over the past three months.  Then theContinue reading “Chick, chick, chick, chick, chicken”

“There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance.” (Hamlet, iv. 5.)

Today was my last day at Cliffe.  As expected it was heady mix of tears and treats, fun and goodbyes.  We toured the garden and discussed the occupants, we drank coffee and discussed the good times.  We talked about the future and reminisced about the past.  Returning to the Potting Shed after lunch at Hero’sContinue reading “Have you seen the Muffin Man?”

Over the past 8 years I must have taken the short walk further up hill onto the Coastal Footpath less than a handful of times.  Myself and Hero often talked about taking our lunches up to one of the benches to enjoy a change of scenery, but it turned out to be all talk andContinue reading “Seat with a View”

It is wet, it is miserable.  Although dry I too am mildly miserable.  This calls for a little bit of emergency sunshine from the archive.  And a bee.  I’m feeling better already.

As I am afflicted with an extreme case of nosy-itis it is impossible for me to refrain from examining other people’s front gardens when I am dawdling down the road.  More often than not there is something interesting to spy on, all visible from the street without having to resort to stalker status and causingContinue reading “Its Good to Share”

A unexpected gift is a wonderful thing, especially when it is a cerise cyclamen.