We moved Lomatia ferruginea last year, Max’s Dad and me, dragging it unceremoniously across and up the garden in a plastic garden waste bag. Past azaleas and rhododendrons, we pushed and shoved, until it reached its new home, next to a sheltering privet hedge. Previously it had been stifled under the canopy of a Cornus kousaContinue reading “Velour”
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Plan B
Today I made cheese scones. It was set to be a beautifully sunny day, and as my Tuesday is now my Thursday I didn’t have to go out to work. Why on earth, you may well ask, was I messing about in the kitchen and not out in the garden doing the myriad of jobsContinue reading “Plan B”
Pulmonaria
Pulmonaria offinalis, not the most glamorous of early flowering perennials. They lurk in the background, often unnoticed, out-shone by showy daffs and moon-faced hellebores. But take a moment to study the first red turning violet flowers, hirsute sepals glistening in the soft sunlight. As the blooms mature they achieve this colour change by adjusting the pHContinue reading “Pulmonaria”
Six on Saturday – Optimism
It is that time of the week again, the time for excuses and diversions. But wait a moment! This week, all is legitimate and legal, photos and text both created today. Unlike some I could mention, however I do not like to tell tales, do I Mr K ? Six on Saturday time again hip hip horray! Continue reading “Six on Saturday – Optimism”
Garden Poker
I will match your brambles, couch grass and let-loose mint with an attentive robin, sweet winter box and a golden bossed camellia. Then, just in case you imagined there was still a chance of winning, I will raise you one day of wall to wall sunshine. I would fold if I were you.
Fuchsia splendens
Fuchsia splendens, growing in the cloud forests of North Devon.
If the gloves fit
A few months ago I made an official complaint about the availability of small sized gardening gloves. I feel a little bit silly typing that. Really? Is that all you have to worry about? Boo diddums! The fact that I can’t easily find working gloves that fit is not an earth shattering problem, quite theContinue reading “If the gloves fit”
I do like to be beside the seaside
I was brought up by the sea and now I live within tsunami range. Every day I study its plethora of moods from my window; the good, the bad and often the ugly. But this familiarity has not bred contempt. Quite the contrary. On our road trip last week, when Max’s Dad suggested that weContinue reading “I do like to be beside the seaside”
Six on Saturday – Necessity
It’s raining it’s pouring, I’m not going outside again after getting soaked walking miles to pick up my camera that I stupidly left in Max’s Dads’ car yesterday after a wonderful day out and had no transport because OH had taken the car to do the shopping and anyway I had jobs to do inContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Necessity”
Barricade
Seriously Mr Bun, did you really think this wooden barricade was enough to keep me out?! To an athlete such as myself this is mere child’s play. Would it be Fosbury flop, Arabian flip or pole vault (using my garden fork as pole of course)? Perhaps I could pogo stick over, or even rustle aContinue reading “Barricade”
Off The Edge Gardening 