When May comes and the blossom is out, the Japanese tradition of Hanami (cherry blossom gazing) comes to me.... Except, there are no cherries here, there are Hawthorn, Viburnums, Elder, and the tremendous breathtaking Apples... Apple blossom is the best of the blossoms. If I could only have one tree it would be an apple tree. … Continue reading Blossom Gazing
On friday morning at 7.30am there were 7 exquisite poppies on the "Shrub Bank" (a south facing mound of rubble)...I took the children to school, came back, grabbed the camera and headed outside to take some photos....All gone...A gust of wind had come... A couple of petals left and one solitary poppy still hanging on. … Continue reading Fragility
Oh Boy! May has come and the garden and countryside is full of blue…. I stopped the car and photographed the bluebells in the hazel coppice and beech wood nearby. What the photographs can’t capture is the serene stillness in woods like this…. The dense woodland completely encloses you: no noises from outside intrude…. A … Continue reading Got the Blues
My Uncle is a botanist and a brilliant old-school gardener. When he saw the land we had bought he was incredulous: “You can’t grow anything on this!” The soil isn’t really soil at all – its mostly stone with a sandy loam in between the rocks and it varies greatly across the site – heavy … Continue reading My Manifesto: Poor soil is Manna from Heaven
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