The weekend was perfect for working in the garden, fairly mild, hardly any wind and no rain. I’ve tended to give too many plants the benefit of the doubt when they are not performing well. Giving plants yet another year
Autumn alterations (part 2)
Some years ago a friend of mine gave me a piece of the giant scabious which I dobbed in the yellow border without much thought. Slowly it has clumped up, so much so that it caught the eye of a
Planting
The weather has been ideal for gardening over the last few days and there has been a sense of urgency to get as much done as possible before it turns cold and wet which is what it will do next
Busy Saturday
Often, when I get to work, I have no clear plans for the day ahead. It can be difficult to organise jobs when the weather plays such a big part………….if its warm then the place to be is outside (unless
Autumn alterations (part 1)
Its that time of year for making alterations in the garden. The weather is mild, there has been a bit of rain (although the ground is still very dry) and there are few customers to serve. All through the growing season
Mice
There are usually sings of mice in the garden and polytunnels but this year they seem to be everywhere. Each time I go into the garden to cut things down and do some tidying up I find bits of nibbled
Looking ahead
It appears that there is a rumour that we are giving up the nursery. Its true that we are giving a lot of thought to what will happen in the future because we are both pensioners (how wonderful to have
2nd October
It felt cool and autumnal this morning, cool enough to have to wear an extra layer of clothes. It was ideal for doing some potting although I didn’t get much done. Split up some Brunnera ‘Jack Frost’, this always sells
Macmillan Coffee Morning
On Friday we held our first ever coffee morning to raise funds for the charity Macmillan. Its a national event and lots of people invite their friends and neighbours to take part. When Philip went round the area he soon
Waterperry garden
I hadn’t realised until recently that my aunt had trained at the Waterperry horticultural school for young ladies back in the early 1950’s. When it was suggested by her daughter (my cousin Jilly) that we should meet up there it