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Six on Saturday – Rush

The Prop he will explain. In a big rush, in fact I didn’t even take the photos. My little brother did. But they are from my garden. And he is good, so only a splattering of words are needed. Even better. Here goes. Alien euphorbia Holding up the shed. Ouch! Remember this? Alpine snake FiveContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Rush”

Young Guns

Home now, after a few days away where the young gunneras live.

Kittens

A heavy shower has caused me to run for cover, us witches can’t be too careful. Bored after all of two minutes, I thought I would use my enforced captivity to share this little beauty with you. Up until last week I had forgotten what it was called. The fine folk of Twitter knew. TheyContinue reading “Kittens”

Button Moon

Today was my first day working on Button Moon. It would have been daunting was it not for the omniscient Pickle who guided me in The Ways of the Moon. The Pink Pig is not pink nor does it look like a pig. This is inconsequential. It is the best toy in the world andContinue reading “Button Moon”

Six on Saturday – Pressure

As the weeks proceed this Six on Saturday malarkey is getting a little easier. This is in part due to the season, but it is also because I have begun to pay more attention to my own garden. Without wanting to get all slushy and sentimental about it, I must thank the King of PropContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Pressure”

Pickle

A new job on the books. Ticks all of the boxes. Meet box number one. Pickle.

Anti-climax

Like most households we have designated jobs. OH looks after bins and recycling, I am in charge of duvet changing and jokes. Until today. OH made a joke and it was rather good. Although this is not to be encouraged, the relevant union has been informed, it did make me chuckle. It went something likeContinue reading “Anti-climax”

Clematis armandii

It was a great day. Proper good. This Clematis armandii played a small, but at the same time important, part in proceedings.

‘Orrible Orchid

It is a good job there isn’t an equivalent to the Hippocratic oath in horticulture. But surely I am not alone, on occasion, to hoping that a plant will just give up the ghost and die? That by ignoring and neglecting it, with perhaps the odd withering look, the victim will simply pop its clogs. Continue reading “‘Orrible Orchid”

Blissful

I’m sure someone can tell me what I am doing wrong, but I can never keep anemones for long. They flower beautifully, then disappear to the great herbaceous border in the sky. If I am particularly lucky they might reappear a few feet away from where they were planted, usually in a totally inappropriate place. Continue reading “Blissful”