My favourite winter job in the garden is MULCHING. Just the word is delightful. Like squelching, but warmer and snugglier.
The cutting patch was carted off in a wheelbarrow in October. The bright border went out with a bang in November. But the rose garden has partied on, owning the dancefloor into December.
A post about how the dark times we go through help us to appreciate the moments of lightness…
This post is an homage to my No.1 favourite planting combination in my garden. It is also a celebration of strong women supporting one another, celebrating one another, and giving one another a leg up.
We’ve had storms, frost, thugs and entanglements. Against the odds, we’re still singing!
Sometimes life is stormy and we get tossed around. Here is five minutes of calm to help you get through. Find your sunlight, and Shine On.
The light in September is soft. Rosa ‘Roald Dahl’ is like melting butter. The greens are sober: sage and jade. They provide the perfect foil for the fewer flowers in the rose garden.
A post about wind AND mess! And a moral dilemma.
The bright border is starting to show its age, but it can just about still claim to be Absolutely Fabulous, darling.
In this post, I’m reflecting on which plants are the real workhorses, keeping the show going into autumn. Which plants have been supping the elixir of eternal youth, and which are a little worse for wear.
‘Benjamin Britten’ is an intriguing rose. Even David Austin himself says he finds the colour almost impossible to describe. I would call it a warm coral-red, which is quite bright and orangey on opening, but becomes a warm coral pink. I might call it ‘watermelon’. The outer petals then fade unevenly, like vintage silk, being…
As the world turns, the light is changing. I am an early riser, and if I get up at 5am, I wake up to a gentle dappled light which dances against the curtains and invites me outside. I avoid going outside just yet, as the silly dogs might start barking at a squirrel. But by…