Une matinée bien employée pour une grenouille de ma sorte consiste à : - Déposer les enfants à l'école. - Avaler en vitesse quelque chose et vérifier que les quinze livres sterling économisées sont toujours dans le portefeuille. - Se ruer en ville aussi vite que le permettent des talons un chouïa trop ambitieux pour … Continue reading Garden miscellaneous (2)
I've decided to stop pretending there is a theme to what I post about my garden, when all I want to do is to share pictures and let the joy spread. Hence the title. Today is, according to the weather forecast, the last day of sunshine. The mini-summer comes to an end, but, boy was … Continue reading Garden miscellaneous (1)
Few places are as beautiful as England when the sun shines as it does this week - it's that dazzling green. There are so many occasions of exaltation and gratitude that I feel dizzy. Walking accross the field to go to town, yesterday, I thought I would love to have a blog section called : … Continue reading May it last !
Walking one morning on the Holcombe moors under a bright Spring sun. Distances are vanishing into a gleaming haze and on the banks bloom the first coltsfoot flowers. Up Moorbottom lane, the warm stones elicit sensations of Southern Alpine paths. Lancashire moors, Southern Alps, worlds apart ? Not to me. I walk, grateful for the … Continue reading Notes on skylarks, memory and happiness
Now is the season when blackthorns turn into clouds. Upon meeting their blooming branches, I am never quite sure if it is them, or I, who take off for the sky. This old one, the top of which crowns the end of the path, between oak trunks, sings of Spring. Yet everything in my garden … Continue reading O Spring where art thou ?
Finally ! A sunny day ! The February big freeze was for me, who am lucky enough to live in a heated house, a welcome thing. I had not seen proper snow for what felt like an eternity, and my daughter had the joy of her first snowman. Being British, the schools closed for two … Continue reading In the garden again !
I have been a bit busy in the garden, as recorded in my Gardening Diary page. Winter finally seems on its way, and I should be planting the last tulips, had I not run out of decent containers and compost. I have bought a few oxalis corms which also need to be planted. When I … Continue reading Of Winter, and November foliage
On Saturday, the tree surgeon came and felled the heron's sycamore. He was a young man with hair as red as it comes and a very handsome smile. Did it make the fall easier ? My husband is still feeling hurt and guilty we had to bring it down. Today, as night was creeping … Continue reading Releasing a maple
So as not to burden your WordPress Reader, I have created a little page called Gardening Diary (up there in the menu). In it, I intend to record menial garden-related tasks, or events which don't really deserve a blogpost. Why, may you ask, not keep such a diary to myself ? To that question I … Continue reading Gardening Diary
Yesterday, I finally trimmed the lavender - my only bush produces just enough to make one dried bunch (don't laugh). I cherish it all the more ; after all, each flower stem was cut individually by me and arranged by my kids . Making lovely scented sachets is not for us, as it would be … Continue reading Small is my garden
I read today a wonderfully written post which, amongst other things, talked about its author's reading of nature. It stirred me. I would like to answer to her but 1) my little comment was again sent by WordPress to the bin ; 2) I have had no time to think properly. This somewhat clumsy article … Continue reading Vegetal Key (what gardening is)
I can feel the sap thickening in my veins. I can't wait for Autumn to come, the bulbs to plant, etc. I feel dizzy. Of course, gardening helps me cope with worries. All I have at the moment is bad quality multipurpose compost. No potting compost, nor seed compost, nor grit, nor anything worth working … Continue reading Garden diary
Avertissement. Sur les blogs de jardinage, on ne voit le plus souvent que de superbes plantes en fleur, des arbres majestueux, des spécimens rares, des pelouses manucurées. A Dieu ne plaise qu'une mauvaise herbe s'avise de paraître ! Aucune perfection de ce genre ne vous attend chez moi. J'aime trouver dans mon jardin des choses … Continue reading Petites surprises
... and so I didn't lose any time. As I was up in rural Warwickshire celebrating my husband's uncle's golden anniversary, I was kindly taken by my mother-in-law to visit Canons Ashby, a beautiful National Trust house, which was home to the Dryden family. The church is, thanks to Henry VIII's unfulfilled matrimonial expectations, all … Continue reading New plants from Canons Ashby
And so it is that after two years in a Parisian flat where it wasn't even possible to flower the windowsills, we are back in Canterbury. Back in our little house and, more importantly, to our garden ! During our absence, a friendly gardener regularly visited our plot, cutting the hedge (that dreaded ivy, the … Continue reading My garden, two years later
So here I am, back in the North ! 🙂 I haven't written anything in English for a while, except a little song (to which I haven't found the tune), but feel it is the language for this lighthearted blogpost. I love the North of England. Its landscape of hills and moors is beauty and … Continue reading Northern light
Many things happened over the last few months, but that might be the subject of another blogpost. We'll see. Today, finally, a bit of sun in this dreary island (I mean, what a weather. In France (Lyon), not only did I not wear fleece jackets, I didn't even own one. Here have the joy of … Continue reading May, beginning of June.
It feels good starting to work again in the garden. Some hard pruning, some repotting, some cleaning (and some slug pellets scattering, alas). And the hot questions which keep me awake in the early hours... Will the blue hydrangea stay blue this year ? Will the snake-head fritillaries survive the imposition of a gorgeous Candy … Continue reading About a little garden’s destiny
July is now here, believe it or not. Here are the renoncules. Pretty glamorous, aren't they ? Now, my husband's favourite : the Japanese spiraea. A bit too voluminous to my taste (wait till this Autumn, you'll get a Tory-style cut), but the bumble bees are all over it. The alliums took their time, but … Continue reading July buds
So. Slugs and snails. Well, there's not much to say, really. I think I am losing the battle. I tried the nasty pellets, but wasn't too happy about it. I am not super green, etc, but if you can avoid using nasty stuff, why not try ? So I purchased copper tape for the pots … Continue reading Slugs and snails and puppy dogs’tails