Flowers have always brought joy to the human heart. They speak wordless volumes of cheer, peace and warm feelings. To sit in the late summer garden surrounded by them, as I do now, is a foretaste of heaven. Continue reading “The Late Summer Garden”
For a taste of the tropics without travelling, come inside and visit my secret indoor ‘rain-forest’ of tropical plants thriving under the moist conditions.
With the Chelsea Flower Show over I turn my attention to my own cottage garden where there are always some unexpected surprises, some good, some not so. Continue reading “Under the Garden Gate”
For a cheering pick-me-up after a prolonged period of winter ‘blues’, come out into the garden and see what it’s been up to in the cold weather.
The death of his mother when he was only 9 devastated his happy childhood. In his own words, it seemed that “the great continent had sunk like Atlantis beneath the sea.” He was left with a life of meaninglessness and despair. Continue reading “December Turned to May”
Keats’ ‘gathering swallows twittering in the skies‘ have gone and last week I heard the plaintive call of a chiff chaff, a sign that other migrants are on their way back south, to warmer climes. We’re left alone to contemplate with the sad autumnal song of ‘the redbreast whistling from a garden croft’. We feel we’ve been watching summer’s ‘soft dying day‘. Continue reading “Michaelmas – angels unawares”
The late summer sunshine, with its ‘gold complexion’ un-dimmed, is causing my front garden to positively ‘sizzle’ in a blaze of glory just now. Come and see.
Continue reading “A Blaze of Glory”