A Jungle excursion

It has rained and rained recently. The tax bill remains on the verge of payment, but I did find time to make the first soap and facial scrub batch of the year, clearing out the last of last year’s supplies to make way for a new season of slittery. So we have plum crumble andContinue reading “A Jungle excursion”

Days of wine and roses

The clouds and mist are back, which is nice for the new plants but a bit dreary for everyone else. I feel distinctly short changed given the Met Office 10% chance of rain prediction. I suppose someone locally has to be in the 10%, but I tend to the view that it should most certainlyContinue reading “Days of wine and roses”

An open and shut case

Ruthven has been a hive of activity over the last few weeks as we completed final preparations for our annual open day. Mum came over and, with her usual stakhanovite zeal, sneaked out every morning at 6am and had several hours of weeding under her belt before anyone else surfaced. Our friend Anne came downContinue reading “An open and shut case”

Whirlwind tour

It’s been a while since the last garden round up so here we go…. Late July can be a bit of a gappy time in our garden. The roses are just starting to flag, and the late summer spectaculars are yet to really get into full swing, though the big double hemerocallis have started toContinue reading “Whirlwind tour”

A day of contrasts

It is scorching again. Much too hot to work in the garden. The shade under the pergola was pretty much the only place to be by ten. And what a place, the roses and honeysuckle were in full bloom, the bees buzzing and the swallows swooping overhead. The enforced languor gave everything rather a “holidayContinue reading “A day of contrasts”

Summer Sloth

The bees are very busy in the garden, but I am still mainly in stocktaking mode (a job that can be pleasingly completed in a lounger, coffee and a cake to hand, whilst watching the swallows and housemartins dive-bomb the pond). I had been planning to have a serious go at the clover by theContinue reading “Summer Sloth”

Thinking season

It has been too hot for gardening. The clay soil has baked brick hard and the paths are dry and dusty. I pootle around weeding at the edges in a desultory fashion, but really this is the time to sit back and see what is working and what is not. Thus far I have earmarkedContinue reading “Thinking season”

No-go areas? Thugs and leftovers are the very thing.

We have a long clay bank of quite the vilest sub soil anyone could imagine. We have planted it with daffodils and when they are out it is beautiful. However, for the rest of the year it was a bit of an eyesore and awash with weeds. It can’t really be weeded, it is vertiginousContinue reading “No-go areas? Thugs and leftovers are the very thing.”

Granny’s Bonnets

Well, I can’t think my mum has ever sported anything quite so frilly. However, due to the lockdown her regular hairdresser’s appointment has been missed and I believe the sun hat is now clamped firmly on to disguise the errant locks…… Aquilegia season is here. Love them or hate them, they get everywhere at thisContinue reading “Granny’s Bonnets”