Mayhem
The last few years we have had gloriously sunny Mays and this year seemed set for the same. The sun was riding high, the garden was a riot of tulips and cherry blossom. Our clay soil ground was baked so hard any weeds had to be chiselled out and it seemed a whole lot easier…
Don’t be gaslit!
Today, I, Lyra, Lady Commander something something, kennel club, will be taking over posting duties. Auntie Karen is suffering the aftermath of a most traumatic evening spent at Pack Leader Lachlan’s when it was only due to my vigilance that she survived. I have no doubt that the evil kitten known as Mabel would have…
Aciiiiid
If there is an opposite of jaundiced I am that person. I love the season of screaming yellow fields. It’s like living in a Mondrian. It is impossible to convey the extraordinary acid brightness of the three fields of rapeseed that sit just beyond our field, undulating all the way down towards the town. You…
Zing!
The garden is suddenly a blaze of colour. Most of the daffodils have gone now (save for the pipit in the rockery and the hot garden and baby duck in the nuttery, both lovely smaller varieties) and tulips have taken centre stage. The ones planted out in the garden have been marvellous this year. They…
All the little critters.
When not digging holes and moving plants around the garden Lyra, Mum and I have been out and about nature duding. It’s all go out there. Down by the river the whin is already in flower and, as it warms in the sun, there’s the first trace of the the familiar Hawaiian Tropic scent of…
Hokey Cokey weather again
It took a while to get going this morning. Lachlan stayed over yesterday, but was working the back shift today so I watched the morning sun enviously whilst packing up the lunch of champions to see him through what seems likely to be a long night. By the time I got out the sun had…
What’s not to A.D.O.R.E
Today we were promised rain on and off and, frankly, I accepted this sentence with no little relief. What with the early Pilates, a longish dog walk, an expandable “hour” in the garden and some spirited evening knitting yesterday, I awoke feeling not a little achey in all (mostly) moveable parts. I resolved on an…
New Boot Reboot
In the way of these things, the best gardening days for weeks arrived and both my wellies and gardening boots gave up the ghost. Nothing for it, I ordered some new ones and persevered with the weird sensation that there was a tortoise inside my boot whilst they scoured the country for a teeny tiny…
Light and Sound
I’ve hardly been in the last few days. Despite the odd shepherd’s warning morning, the weather has been dry and fine and whatever indoor chores were originally on the list were firmly relegated to the back burner to make more space for rambling with Lyra in the morning and manic gardening in the afternoon. I…
First flush
At last we’ve had some proper gardening weather. The soil has dried a little and the rain has largely held off. It’s still pretty mucky, so to keep the washing down I am resplendent in my boiler suit, but the game is definitely now afoot. I have been out weeding and “reshuffling” like a positive…
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