The laurel and hedging is looking rather pretty at the moment despite the greyness of the days. How I wish these hellebores could raise their sorrowful heads. Suddenly, crocus are everywhere. Touch wood, the rain hasn’t damaged their delicate flowers yet. This little yellow one certainly wasn’t planted by me. I just love the dark …
As usual, I ‘ve taken pity on the plants that are growing in restricted conditions. This poor creature arrived in a rattan ball which has now been plonked on the top of the compost. The roots have grown through the rattan ball and it’s now twice the size it was. The same has happened with …
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a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year. Thank you all for reading my blog, leaving comments and sharing your lives with me. Until next time, take care guys.xxx
Wishing you all a merry little Christmas. Stay safe guys, until next time.xxx
Santa has been visited in the woods, this time behind glass, and no presents were given. Struth, the times we live in. The local landscape has changed drastically since the storm, never have I seen so many trees down, in the woods, and along the roads, it’s heart breaking seeing so many stumps where fine …
The weather has been truly horrendous over the last few days. We’ve had winds of over seventy miles an hour, lashing rain and sleet and temperatures that dipped to -3. Our icy drive and pavements became lethal and needless to say we’ve barely left the house for days. Storm Arwen hit with a vengeance and …
Sam went for a CT scan last Friday. It was strange not having him home for a day as being a large dog, his physical presence was notably absent. Midday, the vet rang with the most awful news. They had discovered a large stage 4 tumour blocking the right side of his nose which had …
It’s been wild, wet and windy around these parts of late and I’ve had two horrendous back-to-back bouts of lurgy that’s doing the rounds. I’ve actually got used to the constant brain fog, endless coughing, sneezing and perpetually streaming nose. I’ve been traipsing around with a blanket draped about my person that has earned it’s …
the shrooms begin to emerge. The cotoneaster berries burst forth. The verbena extends it’s final fling, attracting the last of the butterflies and bees. The geese fly back and forth each day, filling the air with their melancholy calls. The tomatoes are torn from their pots and replaced with leeks and kale, and the last …
After having our holiday to the Lakes cancelled twice due to lockdowns, we’ve finally arrived. The flags are out! Sam, back to his old ways, terrorizing innocent passers-by. We’re here for a week and I simply can’t wait to dust off my old walking boots. Stay safe guys and I’ll catch up with you all …
