SARAH THE GARDENER

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Getting better

It has been well over a week since I felt ‘normal’.  Actually, I never feel normal, let me rephrase that.  It has been well over a week since I felt well.  This cold has really taken its toll on me. …

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Back in the garden

It seems like forever since I have been in the garden. Last week I was at the flower show which was exciting and inspiring, and I loved every moment. This week we had a bereavement in the family and while…

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Storm weeding

This is the absolute best kind of weeding there is.  After a period of sustained torrential rain the soil becomes so moist deep down that even the nastiest weed like dock weed slips right out of the ground with the…

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It’s slowly drying out

It has been an interesting week.  It hasn’t rained for a start.  Well not much.  These days rain doesn’t count unless it is bucketing down.  And Sunday doesn’t count as this week, because if it did then I would have…

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Easy weeding

Finally, the rain has stopped for long enough for the soil to dry out enough to begin the laborious task of digging and weeding.  This is when I regret having such a large garden, but this feeling soon passes as…

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Hot buttered toast with a good blob of Black Currant Jam

A lot of things are demanding my attention in the garden at the moment as the festive season neglect is slowly coming to an end.   I’m torn between doing a systematic overhaul one bed at a time so the garden…

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Ten Photo Tuesday

I’m knacked.  The rain has stopped – for now and the ground, while still a tad squishy underfoot in some places is for the most part dry.  So I’ve been out there making the most of it all .  I’ve…

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To heck with the flooding – the sun is shining

There are rumours floating about that this rainy spring weather will continue well into November and possibly beyond and then we are supposed to dive head first into drought inducing conditions.  This is not the perfect season I was hoping…

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Sweet Digging

It was a grey gloomy old winter day and like easing yourself into a swimming pool, once I got into the garden it wasn’t actually that bad.  I hadn’t gone as far as to wear a beanie, but I hadn’t…

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A Currant Affair

The garden has been calling to me persistently like a sea siren to a pirate.   Sometimes the most I can do is to stare longingly back at the garden as it calls to me, as life beyond the garden…

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