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August 14th, 2011%
Mid-August and a time for gardeners to rest on their laurels although surveying my colourless areas there are few prizes to be had. The organic garden lives up to its name with disease and pest reaching their climax; aphid hosts, sweet pea virus, shredded leaves and sap-sucked buds. Rain is welcome but the North wind blows and lately summer sun has been more miss than hit so that already plants seem to be giving themselves up to the inevitability of Autumn’s Damocles sword.
This somewhat jaded view has been brightened by the emergence of my captive bred Painted Lady butterflies. Although I missed the moments of transition from pupa to winged creatures, their transient presence has been a delightful study with some soul soaring seconds of elation on ultimate release.
 Wake butterfly, It’s late, we’ve miles to go together Read More…»
February 17th, 2011%
February has always been my least favourite time of year, often accompanied by low mood and a less than optimistic turning to the months ahead. Sorting and cleaning up the garden helps lift the dross and as I cleared the netted debris of Autumn from the wildlife pond I had a deep but heavy sense of déjà vu. Like a hamster on a wheel, the seasons dictate the tasks we do, have done and will do. There is a reassuring security in the predictable cycle but that very predictability also brings with it the same set of limits on hopes, dreams and expectations.
 wildlife pond in February Read More…»
December 22nd, 2010%
Just in time to catch the last post for Christmas….
 potted Christmas tree Blog followers will by now have gathered that I take pity on plants the way others take in unwanted puppies and my diminutive Christmas tree is no exception. This was possibly the runt of the litter as a few days before last Christmas it was mouldering alone in the shop window but having eschewed felled or faux trees, I felt that even this ridiculously small potted fir would bring a touch of festivity to my home. I think I have correctly identified it as a Spruce (Picea) and it is definitely Conica but whether it is an abies or a glauca is a moot point. Am just hoping it remains a miniature version as the thought of lugging in a giant specimen, a few years hence, is somewhat daunting! Read More…»
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