A simple meditation on the calm brought by gazing at a few cut flowers. Flower gazing brings peace, and wisdom, and enlightenment.
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.
Sunlight is transformative. Petals and leaves become translucent and their network of veins are revealed. The fine down on stems and buds are illuminated. Sunlight is a transitory and elusive quality in the garden. Which is perhaps why it is so magical.
A post about appreciating soft, subtle colour. Lilac, white and sage, with a hint of buttermilk and a flash of deep purple. Sometimes it is good to slow down and appreciate the quiet.
September is about flying by the seat of your pants. As my daughter freaks out over her art homework, I take to deadheading. De-tangle and de-stress along with me.
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.
An exploration of the very different colours and textures of the Gironde. Chalky whites and greys are the background to bright splashes of colour from Oleander and Hibiscus, with the wonderful blue shutters popping up in the background.
A short reflection on the sights, sounds and smells that make poolside lazing so relaxing.
We have just returned from a holiday in France. I got into a habit whilst we were there of walking to the Boulangerie for bread and croissants each morning. Before anyone else was awake. I woke up at about seven, pulled on my clothes oh-so-quietly, made a cup of tea oh-so-quietly, and crept across the…
I get to drive all over Kent for my job. Given that much of Kent is pretty stunning, this is no bad thing. There are sweeping views over fields and chalk downs, winding worm-holes through woodland, coastal roads looking out over the sea, and misty, magical marshes, which used to be under the sea. The other…