Well we’ve been beavering away like nobody’s business the last week or so because Keith somehow managed to agree that the garden should feature on a Border TV slot. This seemed to me to fly somewhat in the face of my plans to eschew the efforts of an open day this year, but as heContinue reading “Lights, camera, action…”
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May’s definitely out
It has been blisteringly hot over the last few weeks. For a very hairy dog, Lyra doesn’t actually seem to mind the sun, and will contentedly fry herself on the patio. However mum and I are both developing gardeners sunburn. Our weeding techniques must differ substantially as she is sporting a red nose and ruddyContinue reading “May’s definitely out”
Early May in the Garden : Ponds and Peaches
For the first time in ages there seemed to be a dull morning today and, mum having been kidnapped by Ishbel for compulsory fun in Eyemouth, I thought I might lurk indoors and catch up with this. I was in the middle of editing some photos when I heard an unfamiliar sound – rain onContinue reading “Early May in the Garden : Ponds and Peaches”
April Blues
This has been languishing in my drafts folder for a fortnight and I was half tempted just to delete it and move straight along to May. But then I thought no, the forget-me-nots and bluebells should have their five seconds of fame, so I shall turn the clock back… April is really the first monthContinue reading “April Blues”
Pretty in pink (and blue and yellow)
The top pond cherry tree has exploded into pink candy floss and most mornings I am to be found wandering around in my PJs admiring the bejaysus out of it. It is an absolute corker. Keeping up the pink theme, the apple trees in the orchard are taking over from the pears in the blossomContinue reading “Pretty in pink (and blue and yellow)”
Light and frothy
It’s a strange thing, but since being shown my hip x-ray, demonstrating its lamentable state, I’ve been much more confident on longer walks so we’ve been exploring some of the longer tracks through the woods and the riverside circuit has been added back into the repertoire. Now I know it’s just a case of unavoidableContinue reading “Light and frothy”
March, the old first month
In early Roman times March, named for the Mars the god of war, was the first month of the year. I’m not sure that we shouldn’t go back to this. It’s really the first month when you get a proper sense of life really kicking off. Suddenly there is a riot of colour and allContinue reading “March, the old first month”
Full of the joys of spring
Well, our complement of frogs certainly are! We have not one but two male voice choirs (baritone in the top pond and bass in the bottom (no I have no idea why)) with a few determined soloists in the stream. Giant wobbling clouds of spawn testify to their felicity. In previous years the froggie socialContinue reading “Full of the joys of spring”
16 painful squats (at least)
Day 16 has proved rather swings and roundabouts territory. See for yourself: Santa’s elf is still slightly tired, achey and testy, but I do think my tolerance levels are gradually improving (Keith and Mum will not agree, I suspect, each having caught me at the thin end of various wedges today – but really theContinue reading “16 painful squats (at least)”
Fourteen tasks ignorèd
After all good parties, there must be a day of rest and recuperation. Day 14 is just such a day – apart from the rest bit- I rather over did it in the garden (as will be explained). As a result the day 14 round up shows meagre progress. I awoke, post party, feeling distinctlyContinue reading “Fourteen tasks ignorèd”