The Truth

I love those tales of glorious winter gardens, lyrical with frosty mornings.  The cold crisp days are invigorating and inspiring whilst the low afternoon sun caresses the ruddy leaves of Leucothoe “Scarletta”.  Goldfinches feast on hoary seed heads and fluffy bloomin’ bunnywunnys hop past giggling. Let me tell you the truth, well my truth anyway.  I willContinue reading “The Truth”

Belle

What a glorious day! For a start the sun shone, admittedly it was intermittent but every beam was absorbed and stored in my sunshine bank.  We shuffled the extended border, digging up many of the plants and rearranging to give them more room and fill the gaps, pausing occasionally to appreciate the warmth of the rays.  ThisContinue reading “Belle”