Gardening · In English · Slices of life

Of a swallow, a heron and a sycamore

It was my birthday lately. The previous night, I dreamt of swallows. They lived in a nest which happened to be hung inside, near a French window that my father left ajar. I looked after them. I had a house martin once, when I was seveteen (or was it eighteen ?). The link is relevant… Continue reading Of a swallow, a heron and a sycamore

Gardening · In English · Slices of life

Working with Monty Don (a dream, obviously)

Went to bed very late, as usual (a sinful habit I don't seem to be able to correct). Woke up several times in the night, as always. The last awakening came for a good reason : what was happening in my dream troubled me enough to be cut short. Yet, it had started very nicely.… Continue reading Working with Monty Don (a dream, obviously)