No sooner had I ironed all my shorts than the rain came, and stayed for a week. However, the garden badly needed a soak and I rather enjoyed having an excuse to stay in for a while. Thanks to Apple having an audio book sale, the long suffering cardi was finally completed to the backdropContinue reading “Après moi le déluge”
Tag Archives: gardening
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”
Mum’s garden
I visited my mum and dad last week for the first time since, I think, February. Though we chat on the phone, it is not the same and this is the longest it has been without seeing each other since I lived in London. After the mandatory tea and buns we got down to theContinue reading “Mum’s garden”
In Clover
Since Lachlan came home, and I am no longer on duty for the morning and evening dog walk, I have thrown myself into a welter of other activities. The ironing pile is much reduced, the chillis and sweet peppers are all repotted and *drumroll* I have even finished the dog walking waistcoat with useful pockets.Continue reading “In Clover”
Siesta time
There is an oppressive curtain of heat over the garden, somehow exacerbated by an insistent insect hum. I have abandoned my spade and retreated to some shade but it is still much too hot. Breathing in, the air feels thick and fuzzy, like peach skin and the tingle on my neck tells me I willContinue reading “Siesta time”
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”
In the garden today
The Wisteria has just started to flower and there is a gloriously spicy smell wafting along the patio. It is all of a jumble as we always intend to prune it properly and never do… By the bottom pond the blue camassia is going back, but the white ones are just about ready to comeContinue reading “In the garden today”
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.”
Damp bahookie
There’s something quite liberating about knowing that no one is going to drop by. However, what I am discovering about my “liberated” self, is that she has not developed much from the 8 year old with a prized a baggie net, save for becoming more scruffy. (It is a known fact that, despite spending mostContinue reading “Damp bahookie”
Walking the walk
Lyra is, of course, our son’ s dog. However, we find ourselves in loco parentis for the time being so dog walking is a new addition to the daily agenda. I like wandering around the countryside, but it is definitely better with a dog. For a start you have an alibi (wandering around on yourContinue reading “Walking the walk”