
The Allotment
Help us to be the always hopeful Gardeners of the spirit Who know that without darkness Nothing comes to birth … Continue reading The Allotment
Help us to be the always hopeful Gardeners of the spirit Who know that without darkness Nothing comes to birth … Continue reading The Allotment
It is amazing what can be found lurking out in the alley. Last summer, having given up all hope, I … Continue reading Family Planning with the Blackbirds
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 a gorgeous evening, warm with a delicious breeze washing over me, so I nip down to the allotment for … Continue reading Peony
This springtime of extremes has swung again and it is chilly this evening. I’m on my allotment out on the … Continue reading Dahlia Diaries – the third
Oh, to be in England, Now that April’s there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the … Continue reading Dahlia Diaries – the first