Lupin-otropolis

Before I get carried away with the peonies, I think I should just pause to appreciate the lupins. This is ‘Thunderclouds’, grown from seed last year, and now flowering prodigiously.  I’ve never noticed before the wispy calyx that nestles the newly-opened flowers.  It is like a fur stole, soon to be carelessly dropped as the…

A Perfect Day at Great Dixter

I’ve always felt that in any one year, there is one perfect ice-cream.  Usually near the start of summer, or even late spring, often the first really warm day.  You find the ice-cream van at just the right time, and its Mr Whippy is just the right consistency, and the 99 flake is just the…

Gardening is the best drug

  Gardening, like love, is a drug. It’s a therapy, a remedy, a cure, a balm, a tingle, an itch that needs scratching, a thrill, a trip, a joy, an inspiration, a bolt of lightening, a jolt that starts the heart, a cornucopia of sensory delights, a phantasmagoria, a rainbow, a shimmering vision… Here’s why….