After days and days of the wind whipping through the garden and whistling through all of the gaps, tearing at the windbreak, requiring repairs, it stopped. It was kind of abrupt in that I went to bed with sound of…
Read MoreToday is the first day of the meteorological summer, but it certainly doesn’t feel like it. The forecast suggests that the temperature won’t rise above 18°C and I’ve gone back to wearing a scarf. The wind hasn’t settled down and…
Read MoreThis is always the most challenging time of year in life and in the garden. As we get closer to Christmas, the pressure mounts. The start of the month is fraught with the tension of end of year deadlines that…
Read MoreNormally my only early thoughts of Christmas are getting the spuds into the garden on time. Jersey Benne’s take 100 days and so the planting day is 16th September. Then I turn my back on all things festive until about…
Read MoreThe run up to Christmas has been a little bit hectic, with last minute shopping and a busy work life balance, but I can now finally throw myself into all things Christmas and enjoy the festive season with my family. …
Read MoreThis growing season hasn’t been the easiest and having the Christmas holidays right in the middle of it all can be a tad problematic, with all the shopping, partying, the end of year rush and general festivities and craziness. …
Read MoreGosh, how have we found ourselves here on the Eve of Christmas. This season has whizzed by in the whirl of excitement, anticipation, joy, busyness, a touch of disappointment – my beans haven’t come up, wind, rain and sunshine. Time…
Read MoreI’d love to say all is hunky dory down in my garden however – that would be a delusion. It is one thing to have a wonderful garden that is bursting into life and on the verge of delivering…
Read MoreAfter weeks of frenzied activity I have awoken to a beautiful blue sky day that already has a bit of heat in it. It is going to be a glorious day. It will be a fabulous Boxing Day. Christmas, unfortunately…
Read MoreI was quite brave as I headed down to my poor neglected orchard to check on things. The grass was chest height the seed heads were loaded with itch inducing pollen. But it had to be done – I didn’t…
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