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Although a little chilly, these dewy mornings can be very beautiful.

a)  I left them for Lavinia and Lionel to enjoy when they returned from their latest exploits, hiking across The Empty Quarter, b)  I picked them and made them into a very small pot of jam, c)  My little brother ate them, d)  The blackbirds ate them, e)  I ate them.  

We have been horticultural archaeologists at The Farm today.  There is a forgotten area just below the (soon to be) vegetable garden.   An area whispered of in the dark corners of hostelries and scribbled in ancient tomes.  The void on the map.  The Badlands.  Dry stone walls with half buried door and window, the woodenContinue reading “Indiana Sean and the Temple of Gloom”

After late sowing, bunny munchings, slug gussling, diversions and distractions, this marigold is finally flowering.  Full marks for perseverance.  It was worth the effort, it was worth the wait.

If I had to pick a song to represent today it would be Indian Summertime and the Living is Easy.  True, it doesn’t scan as well as the original, but it sits just perfectly with me.

After my recent debauched weekend, today I was back at the coal face.  How I suffered in the cosseting rays of the benign autumn sun.   With unremitting bravery I bore the hardships of garden gossip, planning the year ahead, collecting seed of aubergine hollyhocks, planting out hesperantha and gaura, shuffling out-of-place cistus and lobelia.  Then,Continue reading “Back at the Coal Face”

What can I say? It was a wonderful weekend away from The Shire.  I am still recovering.  For this reason words are in short supply.  A precis of my adventures using photographs to illustrate each event will follow. With Hero I shopped.  This delphinium was admired but passed by in favour of the ever-shifting salesContinue reading “The Wanderer Returns”

Today I am excited.  Tomorrow (today/last week/ages ago according to when you get around to reading this post) I am going with my good friends Hero and Mrs Swotty to Malvern Autumn Show.  When we are there we are going to meet up with the equally lovely Malvern Maid.  I am confident there will beContinue reading “The Day After the Autumn Equinox”

All downhill from here.