offtheedgegardening

Donor List

Now that I have accepted that summer is really over, having never seriously arrived, I am beginning to embrace this autumn malarkey. Especially on such a gloriously sunny day. There are exciting changes in the garden, rather like springtime in reverse. Which I suppose it is. A week between visits to The Farm means thatContinue reading “Donor List”

Certainty

My morning was spent digging up crocosmia in the rain. I was fully ‘proofed and as warm and dry as could be expected in such circumstances. Whilst playing “spot the vagrant corm” I listened to my iPod on shuffle mode, doing my own semi-rhythmic shuffle when appropriate. I pondered the troubles of the worldContinue reading “Certainty”

Aster

A hard day at the coal face. I’m very tired. Here is an aster. And yes I know it is now called bobsyouruncle or jackinthebeanstalk or symphonicorchestra but I can’t quite remember which. So today, and most likely not for the last time, I am calling it an aster.

March of the Nasturtium

There is seldom need to sow nasturtium more than once. Not in my world anyway. In this garden we dance a horticultural dance, sometimes I am leading, more often not. At this time of year they are ever marching like a marauding army. Tumbling through and over and round, charming constrictors in opal fruit hues.Continue reading “March of the Nasturtium”

Six on Saturday – Still Waiting

Once more unto the Six on Saturday, the global meme hosted by superhero The Propagator. Following last week’s “Nearly’s” I am sorry to report that out of the six potential stars we only have one performer, and that is rather a half-hearted attempt. So we will start with something that is at least trying, a honeysuckle,Continue reading “Six on Saturday – Still Waiting”

Generous

I might not have a large garden, or access to an allotment, but I do have wonderful and generous clients. Thanks Mr and Mrs Fish, they were delicious!

Fashionably Late

As a girl in the 1970’s my mum bought me a moss-green corduroy trouser suit, and I looked like the bee’s knees. Or rather I imaged that I did. It was rather avant garde for St Ives CP Junior School. There were “looks”. Since then I have allowed the latest trends to get lukewarm beforeContinue reading “Fashionably Late”

The Journey

My daily commutes range from a scant 10 minutes to a country half an hour. Both have their advantages. An extra few minutes in bed is always a joy, especially as winter gallops towards us, but I also enjoy the longer journeys. My music is invariably playing, problems are solved, plans are made. And earlyContinue reading “The Journey”

Lantana

A t-shirt and refreshing (non-alcoholic) cold drink day. Felt full of vim even though I have got a code in my dose. Love my job. Love this lantana too.

Still Going Strong

Today’s gardening duties were straight out of The Book of Horticultural Cliches, chapter three Autumn. Collecting seed, moving perennials, tidying, planning for next year. Hesperantha were flowering, a cerise cyclamen popped and we swept the first of the leaves that had fallen in the recent gales. This rich-red pelargonium however was having none of it.Continue reading “Still Going Strong”