Redistribution of the Wealth

It the time of year when gardeners begin to eye up seed harvesting potential.  Of course this involves our own gardens but also includes the plots of our friends and neighbours, and sometimes perfect strangers.  Ever vigilant, ever watchful, we earmark the prey and use all our wiles to win the bounty.  We slip intoContinue reading “Redistribution of the Wealth”

Rain Didn’t Stop Play

Just as the Inuit language contains 50 different words for snow *, in North Devon we have a similar amount for rain in all its incarnations.  Today it mizzled, drizzled, thought about raining, poured down, threatened, spat, spotted, dripped and tipped.  Still at the Farm we worked through most of the day, clutching onto theContinue reading “Rain Didn’t Stop Play”

Coreopsis tinctoria “Quills and Thrills”

Be warned this tickweed is an unruly beggar, unable to stand up on its own, flopping about like a drunken harlequin.  But forewarned is forearmed and some horticultural corsetry can easily control this inelegant lolling.  Surely these singular flowers can be forgiven all but the most serious of misdemeanours? Flaring sleeves of amber, lined withContinue reading “Coreopsis tinctoria “Quills and Thrills””

Strawberries, No Cream

Arbutus unedo is strawberry by name but definitely not strawberry by nature.   Admiring the peeling cinamon bark, ivory bell flowers and luscious looking fruit will have to suffice as the Strawberry Tree is not a tasty specimen.  Pliny the Elder apparently commented after tasting just one of the tempting berries “unum tantum edo” meaning “IContinue reading “Strawberries, No Cream”