
The Eye of the Storm
The sexual practices amongst Aberdeen University students in the early nineties, presumably no more or less weird, wonderful or vigorous … Continue reading The Eye of the Storm
The sexual practices amongst Aberdeen University students in the early nineties, presumably no more or less weird, wonderful or vigorous … Continue reading The Eye of the Storm
I came across this beautiful poem last night. Almond Blossom, by Fiona Benson. This morning, love, I’m tired and grave;I … Continue reading Earth’s Slow Incline
I’m truly sorry man’s dominion Has broken Nature’s social union An’ justifies that ill opinion Which makes thee startle At … Continue reading Sleekit
When I wrote this, a few years back, I thought it was about the discovery of a secret garden. But … Continue reading The Bohemian Garden
Help us to be the always hopeful Gardeners of the spirit Who know that without darkness Nothing comes to birth … Continue reading The Allotment
My Christmas present this year was a tree – an Amelanchier. Having never heard of it, some research was necessary. … Continue reading Shadbush
A Sunday in mid November, and it is a day of glorious life affirming sunshine. Sadly, I am up a … Continue reading Long Shadows and Woodsmoke
The heat continued – this was not just a “nice spell” but real sweltering heat over the Fen, pressing down … Continue reading Dahlia Diaries – the fifth, not to mention the story of Eric and the Giant Apricot
It’s glorious down here this evening. The strong winds of the morning have died away and I am basking in … Continue reading Dahlia Diaries – the fourth
It’s a gorgeous evening, warm with a delicious breeze washing over me, so I nip down to the allotment for … Continue reading Peony