Archive for the ‘Gardening’ Category

It’s a lovely time of year in the garden …. all the borders are blooming, and the first of the crops are starting to come through. I’m especially pleased now that some of the borders I’ve planted are maturing now, and parts of the garden are starting to resemble the picture I have in my […]


Groweþ sed and bloweþ med I love this time of year … the garden is suddenly bursting into life, with flowers all over. The veg seeds I’ve planted are sprouting madly, and – most importantly – the strawberry plants are smothered in flowers. I can almost *taste* the fruit … not long to wait now.


Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run; To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With […]


I knew going away on holiday in the middle of the growing season would cause me problems … I hadn’t, though, quite anticipated the scale. It’s so terribly demoralising. Two weeks ago, I left a bunch of good healthy crops all on the verge of being ready to harvest, and I was in lip-smacking anticipation […]


  Noon, hiving sweets of sun and flower Has fallen on dreams in wayside bower, Where bees hold honeyed fellowship With the ripe blossom of her lip; All silent are her poppied vales And all her long Arcadian dales, Where idleness is gathered up A magic draught in summer’s cup. Come, let us give ourselves […]


How fresh, O Lord, how sweet and clean Are thy returns! Ev’n as the flowers in spring; To which, besides their own demean, The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. (George Herbert, ‘The Flower’) The garden at this time of […]


It’s been one of those days today. I took Honey and her best friend into town to see ‘Race to Witch Mountain’ – I enjoyed it rather more than I expected I would, which is a bonus, but it still wasn’t the greatest film I’ve ever seen – I thought that both The Last Mimsy […]


This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green, Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes, Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes. I am amazed at this spring, this conflagration Of green fires lit on the soil of the earth, this blaze […]


The Sun does arise, And make happy the skies. The merry bells ring, To welcome the Spring. From The Ecchoing Green, William Blake (Songs of Innocence & Experience) We have had the most glorious day today, and there was no way I was ever going to anything but work in the garden. Such a fresh […]