We know people talk a lot about the weather all the time in Britain. Even a couple of centuries ago you could expect the same. As Samuel Johnson wrote back in 1758: “It is commonly observed, that when two Englishmen meet, their first talk is of the weather; they are in haste to tell each other, what each […]
The November garden Read More »
I can’t quite believe it’s approaching mid-August and I’m hearing and reading the term late summer. And, of course, here in England one day it’s raining and the next sunshine or a mixture of both. Apparently George II in the 1730s described the British summer as “three fine days and a thunderstorm.” The same cliche can
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On a recent run – when I kept stopping to take photos – I caught sight of some wild flowers illuminated by a beam of light through the trees. They reminded me of actors lit up on a stage. Despite the gloomier weather this summer week of July, I also noticed that the beauty of flowers
Nature is a theatre Read More »
I spent early Saturday morning cutting roses and other flowers from my garden. I was right in picking them early but I did make some mistakes. Guests were arriving for the weekend so I wanted the house filled with fresh flowers. There was something rather relaxing and wonderful about picking one’s own flowers in season
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I had to have a wander this week around the nearby gardens of Gravetye Manor in Sussex. It’s nearby and an ideal sanctuary, I mean garden, to see what’s blooming in June. Actually I lie, I went there twice this week – once to visit the walled kitchen garden and the second time the flower gardens around the country
Gravetye Manor gardens in June Read More »
This week my posts have been focused on our garden. For me, there’s nothing better than it being a happy haven for wild ones, whether they’re my kids, wild birds or flowers. I might usually write about walks on nature trails and learning about wildlife and nature, but if we’re at home and it’s not pouring with rain,
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