Pillowy Billowy

Peonies.  I love peonies.  There is no other flower you want to nestle into and actually go to sleep on. These are my favourite peonies for pillowy billowiness. ‘Barbara’ has been the queen of my rose garden this week. Peony ‘Barbara’ ‘Barbara’ exudes competence and confidence.  She knows how to be a peony. Peony ‘Barbara’…

Partners

I had a request to share the contents of our greenhouse, and thought I would extend this to the whole of the allotment. The serious end of the garden. Stevie and I divvy up our roles and space. I am flowers. He is food. Here is the dividing line. Flowers left, food right. Those who…

The Rose Garden at the start of June

I made my rose garden in the winter of 2016/17, and then extended it this last winter.   The rose garden doesn’t cover a huge area.  It is about 7m x 5m.  I made the Bright Border a couple of years before the rose garden, incorporpating all of the showstopper plants I love.  But now I…

Death-trap Corner

In my post on Sunday, After the Storm…, I christened a slightly wild and unkempt area of the garden ‘Death-trap Corner’.  It earned its name due to several toxic plant species, a few stingers, lots of spikes and spines, and some spring-loaded rose snares. Well reader, such is my dedication to this blog, I braved the…

The smell of the sweet shop

I mentioned my hedge of rugosa roses in After the Storm… I’m just going to have a totally self-indulgent moment now with these roses. The rugosa roses are tough little nuts. They will grow in sand-dunes, are disease-free, and always look lush and floriferous. There is a continuous display of blooms, each one being replaced…

Brushing past at Great Dixter

It’s a while since I posted A Perfect Day at Great Dixter, and therefore I felt completely justified in returning again today.  And I took along a willing victim, my younger daughter. I may have said before that cake is important when taking young people garden visiting.  So on our arrival, we briefly brushed past the…

After the Storm…

“There is peace even in the storm.” Vincent van Gogh Last night we had the most brilliant electrical storm.  I woke up to torrents of rain cascading down the gutters and thundering on the roof.  The windows were open and so the curtains were billowing.  Then came the thunder and lightning. I love a good…

Intersectional Peonies: A New Direction

Having teenaged daughters has helped me rediscover my feminism.  Writers like Caitlin Moran and Laura Bates have guided me.  A BBC documentary series called No More Boys and Girls was game-changing.  I realised all the myriad ways we hold boys and girls back and stop them reaching their own true potential.  We believe that girls…

The Evening Light

This evening it was just me and my youngest daughter for dinner, as my eldest is living it up in Paris, and Stevie was not home from work.  We have been able to eat outside each evening: summer has begun. Younger daughter has been indulging me this Chelsea week, by watching the footage of show…

Learning to play again

Can you remember when you were last really absorbed in a task? When you lost yourself in the pleasure of carrying out one step, and then another?  Worries floated away as you just focused on the job in hand. This is flow. Children generally achieve flow very easily. They will arrange buttons or stones just…

Celebration!

These are the flowers picked from the garden for our Royal Wedding Party on Saturday. I had a lot of fun arranging them. My daughters made this bunting: And my lovely friend Clare leant me hers: My equally scrumptious friend Shelley made this: My eldest made these sweet little flags for the food: Our friends…

Generous Geraniums

I am enjoying a stable and long-term relationship with hardy geraniums.  They are steadfast and true.  They never panic or give in to drought or deluge.  They are not rocked by storms.  They resist the onslaught of predators.  They adapt to a myriad of situations.  They compliment and enhance the natural beauty of those around…