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”

Gardening Excuses Nos 3 and 4 – Chuckling Lavender and Pea therapy.

Gardening time has been at a bit of a premium recently what with the final days of Ishbel’s northern tour (and the following few days of required detox) and ongoing family travails (dad is back in hospital). Accordingly on the sunny days between the showers (of which we have had more than our fair shareContinue reading “Gardening Excuses Nos 3 and 4 – Chuckling Lavender and Pea therapy.”

Spring Fever

It’s been a funny old week. One moment the sun was splitting the trees, the next we had gale force winds, frosts or hailstorms. Never let it be said that we are short of weather. None of this seems to bother the bulbs a jot. The frailest looking things, like the anemone and snakes headContinue reading “Spring Fever”

The Mummy’s revenge..

They do say, don’t they, that you eventually grow into your mother….Well Lachlan had a taste of the future on Mothers’ day. He had been super secretive about the present he had procured for days and was of the view that he had totally “nailed it”. He was therefore somewhat non plussed when I burstContinue reading “The Mummy’s revenge..”

A hoppin’ and a buzzin’

I have been wondering about the tadpoles. They were good and fat when the hot weather came, but since the weather broke I have seen nothing of them. I suspected them of lurking at the bottom to grow their legs. However, with the able assistance of the lovely Eilidh who has investigated thoroughly over theContinue reading “A hoppin’ and a buzzin’”

In the drink again…..

Today was forecast to be dull in the morning, which, perversely, I was quite looking forward to; I have various jobs stacked in a holding pattern. However, the sun was streaming in when I opened the curtains and another glorious day beckoned. Jobs were promptly directed back to the holding pattern where they will orbitContinue reading “In the drink again…..”

First dip of the season

Lyra has now dropped one real bone and one squeaky bone in the pond. She has shown no inclination to retrieve them. Accordingly, I was exhorted this afternoon to get into the pond and encourage the dog to swim. Having built up some serious heat by wrestling the 8 foot buttercups from the clay bedContinue reading “First dip of the season”