I had intended to post before disappearing off on our holiday to Dubai but time has got the better of me. I will be back in a couple of weeks and look forward to catching up here and seeing what my garden has to offer on our return.
In the meantime I wish you all the best for the remainder of the month and will see you again in May!
This week my garden is overflowing with spring loveliness – everywhere I turn something delectable is coming into flower. I have to admit that it is all happening a little too quickly this year – no sooner had the first tulips started to flower than all the tulips decided to ignore my plans of successional […]
After last weeks delicate pale pink blossom, this week I am sharing something altogether more sultry and sophisticated – my first tulip from this years batch planted in the raised beds in the Cutting Garden are this delicious early flowering double tulip called Chato. I have been growing tulip Chato for cutting for a few […]
“LOVELIEST of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide.” A. E. Housman. 1859– After last weeks delicate pink rhubarb, this week I am revelling in baby pink cherry blossom! The blossom season is so beautiful but also fleeting, so I have […]
I have to admit that spring is catching me a little unawares this year – normally I am eagerly hunting out signs of its arrival on a daily basis – noting every new sprout of bulb and hint of leaf. This year I have been making the most of winter, enjoying my hellebores and snowdrops […]
“For in every adult there dwells the child that was, and in every child there lies the adult that will be.” ― John Connolly, The Book of Lost Things I have been anticipating picking a jugful of hellebores since mid January and finally, here in the first week of March, I have fulfilled my desire! […]
LONE Flower, hemmed in with snows and white as they But hardier far, once more I see thee bend Thy forehead, as if fearful to offend, Like an unbidden guest. Though day by day, Storms, sallying from the mountain-tops, waylay The rising sun, and on the plains descend; Yet art thou welcome, welcome as a […]