Wow has it been wet these last few days; it must be nearly time for Glastonbury Festival.
Unsurprisingly, there’s been a drought announced for the eastern regions and while I live in the wet west and don’t for a minute disbelieve that it’s been dry in the east, it seems amazing that one side of the country is deluged while the other side is struggling for water. Read more…
The worst thing about going to Chelsea is coming home and realizing that there is so much to do in the garden. So instead of switching on the computer, I spent my first day back taking out the tulips from my pots and planters and replanting the containers with summer bedding, summer perennials and annual flowers. Read more…
My weather predictions for a long hot summer are floundering. We’ve had torrential rain, which has been great for the garden and the woodlands, but makes me feel like summer has come and gone. Read more…
At last the chicken run is finished and I haven’t wasted any time in finding some feathered friends to make it their home. Serendipity has a way of making things happen in our house and this time it was supplying just the right flock of chicks for the new des res chicken run. Read more…
