I’m always a little nervous on the morning of a new job, but I suppose there is no surprise there. Do you ever grow out of First Day of School Syndrome? Not in my case. The inevitable “getting to know you”, “will they think I’m crazy?”, “do they like straight lines?”, “am I wearing theContinue reading “Introducing – Barney and Betty”
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A Sunny Day in the Garden
Now I remember why.
Six on Saturday – For Joy
Today is damp and dismal yet again. According to the Met Office, and they are quite trustworthy, Devon was the wettest county in the UK in March, being the recipients of a generous average of 192.5mm of precipitation. Yep, a lot, unless you are reading this in the Amazon or monsoon country when I expectContinue reading “Six on Saturday – For Joy”
Busy
Being “busy” seems to be the curse of our age. “I’m soooooooo busy” we all cry, too busy for this, too busy for that, checking schedules, consulting diaries, sighing. My inkling is that what this really means is “I am sooooooo important because I have so many hobbies/responsibilities/such an interesting life/endlessly trying to impress myContinue reading “Busy”
Quietly
Quietly, in the background, things are moving.
Shame
To my shame, I have been a bit grumpy this past week. Things have annoyed, offended, irritated me. Not just once, but several times, different incidents, same reaction. I have felt hard done by, unfairly treated, disrespected, misunderstood. People haven’t reacted how I wished they would, I haven’t had my own way, my toys wereContinue reading “Shame”
Six on Saturday – An Easter Parade
It is cold and miserable. Yet again I did not want to go outside to take photographs for Six on Saturday. Yes, I know I am a gardener and should be hardened to these things, but there is only so much dreariness a gal can take. Then I had a little word in myContinue reading “Six on Saturday – An Easter Parade”
Trolley Dash
Actually we didn’t dash, we dawdled, but Trolley Dawdle doesn’t sound quite as good. The rain was doing its best to scupper all hope of any gardening, so Max’s Dad and myself resorted to Plan B. B stands for “better”, that is “better shopping”. This was our first visit of the year to Marwood HillContinue reading “Trolley Dash”
Prickly
As far as prickly days go, and there is no doubt that is exactly what today was, it was a good one. At Bill and Benjamina’s, a month or so ago, men with machines carved through brambles at irregular heights before dashing off in their white van to some other garden needy of petrol andContinue reading “Prickly”
Nearly
Today it was nearly summer.
Off The Edge Gardening 