The wet stuff

I was in the rescue, late one evening, checking on a pair of bonding bunnies. It’s always odd being the only person there. As soon as I walked in all the chicks started shrieking for food so I spent a good half hour just feeding them. A few curious hedgehogs peeked out from beneath their …

A horrendous release, a good one, and introducing the, Whatever The Weather Girls

The first batch of broad beans, utterly delicious. The first bowl of soft fruit, that the birds and dogs kindly left for us, so sweet. Morello cherries, the birds are more than welcome to these, as they’re sour. Three trees, totally laden with cherries will be devoured in days. June and July are all about …

A garden romping away from me and other news

Slug free hostas…yay…but for how long? The hostas have multiplied across the gardens over the last couple of years, which is weird given there’s a thriving community of slugs and snails and no frogs, thanks to that big freeze a couple of winters ago. Perfect lupin blooms, although the leaves already have mildew. Rain-battered campanula. …

Patience

Patience, it seems, is a good quality for a gardener to have, that, and endless optimism. This white clematis was planted six years ago, I had three old dogs at the time. Heartbreakingly, they all died, one after another, and then Sam and Annie arrived as pups, and took an immediate fancy to it, along with …