Secluded, appears the garden at the Breath of dawnSpun haze of lightest threadsBrush the skin webbedBetween pendulous leaves of towering summer growth,their arches Framing Secret entries into hidden rooms;Muted,the roses pop pastel dots like bunting draped with dropped confetti beneath, Spilling over the abundance of fern green;Statuesque,spires of hazy blue Stand sentinel drawn throughHerbaceous plantsContinue reading “Seclusion at Dawn”
It’s been a strange Spring . May was wet, cold and stormy which wrecked early growth – even the trees have had to sport new leaves. The broad beans were destroyed but the warmth in June has seen a huge catch up especially brought with heavy showers last week. Now the days are really hotContinue reading “The Garden in June”
Our daughter has wanted a whippet for years; our cocker spaniel is 8 – perfect time for a new addition and for me to get to know a new breed. Plus we have never had a puppy – just a line of rescue dogs. Yesterday was just a joyous day in the garden. The greenhouseContinue reading “Sharing our Space”
July 19th Borders growing in well – a slight lull in colour as happens before the late summer flowerers; however Buddleja looking good – we have three and the butterflies adore.
It was fantastic to see this on moth today. Commonly, it is found only in the South of the country on sand dunes and heathland. Vipers buglos is a British native plant of coastal sand dunes. We collected seed down at Slapton Sands some years ago and it thrives on gravel and light sandy soilContinue reading “In the garden today”
Starting early is key to getting as much done before the strength of the sun. Watering the cold frame is a must and all the pots. Yesterday, broad beans had yellowed and I thought over night what to do. I had dug compost in over winter, used general purpose fertiliser before planting. Broad bean- normallyContinue reading “Sunny Days in the Garden”
A bit of a love hate relationship exists – we love to let the chickens out and let them free- range but we have to accept that they choose what to eat and trample in .Newly edged borders resemble quarries in a matter of minutes once a new area becomes a dust bath. They areContinue reading “Garden and Hens”