Category Archives: Gardening
getting up….
Warm scented early mornings with bare feet on smooth tiles are the longed for moments. Like childhood summer holidays each day is fraught with the fear of this contentment passing, of being returned to the pleasant from the sublime. The hot night has … Continue reading
A puree of Gorgons’ heads…
“Cheap” is a much maligned word. Cheap skate, cheap shot, dirt cheap and on the cheap are terms that denigrate, that define something or someone as less than it or they should be. In our wealth driven society a divide has appeared. … Continue reading
While Eve delved Adam watched and criticised..
Overshadowed by Eve’s magnificent crop of lavender sits Adam’s humble bowl of wild rocket. The difference in effort and application is clear, but the paltry handful of leaves garnered by Adam’s scissors produced a fiery summer salad whilst the tumble of … Continue reading
Wickedleeks….
I don’t know much about a science book, and I don’t know much about the French I took …but anything I’m not sure about, as long as it’s to do with vegetables or local French, can be resolved by our … Continue reading
One fine morning…..not
I, like Caesar before me, walked out into the ruins of what was, but yesterday evening, a garden in the full pomp of June flowering. On surveying the flattened, flowerless, green mayhem Caesar would have addressed his trembling gardeners in … Continue reading
Death of a chainsaw…..
The chain saw stopped sawing. There was no apparent struggle against going into that dark night, it just stopped making a noise, let its chain turn powerlessly for a couple of rotations and entered eternal rest.The giving up of its … Continue reading
That’s very sexy, Petal
Gardening is good for my soul. Digging and laying paths are good for my body, at least so I try to convince myself as I nurse my aching ageing muscles. Watering, as long as the garden is small, is mesmeric … Continue reading
The weather man says clear today…….
Forecasting is, at best, an imprecise science. Sitting in the garden this evening the light is soft and beautiful. Summer’s end is hard to accept when corners of the garden are illuminated by the incarnadine glow of geraniums in full … Continue reading