ruminate vb. to chew (the cud)
As the seasonal sine wave heads downwards I find myself taking pleasure out of ever smaller things in the garden. It doesn't seem forced, just natural. A smattering of flowers on the Daphne, a few late patches of blue from the Corydalis, the first bud opening on a camellia. The few things that are still…
At the beginning of August I collected seed from the pods of Cyclamen hederifolium and coum in my garden and Cyclamen repandum in another garden. The pods were ripening and beginning to split open and I collected both open pods and those just about to open. I space sowed two full sized seed trays with…
Continue reading ➞ Cyclamen, some notes on raising hardy species from seed.
Photo editing programs allow you to manipulate colours within photos, toning down everything except red perhaps. That's exactly what todays weather is doing, everything is dull except for the reds, which seem stronger than ever. Every component of my water harvesting system is getting a thorough testing and while I've made a few small alterations…
It's been a week of dodging showers or just ignoring them and getting wet. I managed to plant some wood anemones and a few bulbs, about ten, small ones. Bagged my first Camellia picture of the season too, though this is the wrong blog for that and it wasn't one of mine, unusually. I was…
Water harvesting, that is. We are often urged to try and minimise our use of mains water, with the added incentive that many of us are on a metered supply and stand to save money if we do. Save the world or save some money; it sounds good but I don't have high hopes for…
Two Camellia articles that I am supposed to be writing fall due in October so I've been willing it not to arrive since April. Didn't work, I'd better get writing. It's a funny time of year in the garden; part of me wants everything to go on flowering and looking good for as long as…
It's one of those beautiful bright mornings where you go out, take a deep breath and go back in for a jumper. I intend to spend time on my allotment; Monty says it's time to prune my Blackcurrants, not that I watched GW. A bit of weeding wouldn't go amiss either and I should dead…
