First raspberries to make it to the table
Naturally the first handful or three got eaten straight off the plants, but there was a bowlful today and it would have been sheer greed to eat the lot as I picked them. Summer joy.
Read more
Writing: ink, tea and neckache.
On cushions, caterpillars, cats and fidgeting....
Wait, wait and wait a little longer...
On the joy of not cutting back in autumn.
Seed-brained...
Several years ago I hosted a propagation workshop and we explored the topic of growing plants from seed. I talked about seeds waiting for the right moment to germinate, knowing that winter had passed, measuring the temperature or daylength, and sensing when they were at the right depth to break
Rip it up and start again...
Years ago at a National Garden Scheme event I got chatting to another garden owner about re-vamping tired borders. I explained that I was trying to carve out some pockets of space in an overcrowded bed, to add in some earlier colour. She shook her head slowly. ‘You won’t