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…

The Ugly Duckling Becomes a Beautiful Swan

For the last couple of weeks I have been bud-watching.  You can see these posts here: first Early Birds, and then The Dawn Chorus and Bursting Buds. On Friday evening, this is how Stevie and I inspected the trees, accompanied by evening sun, a glass of wine each, and the smell of the barbecue.  It was the…

Cultivating a growth mind-set

I am an optimist.  I was blessed with optimistic parents.  I was brought up with a Northern “you’ll be right” sort of approach to minor disasters.  As long as you can’t see bone, a plaster will fix it. That is the most negative thing I can say about their optimistic outlook.  The positive aspect is this: Anything…