ruminate vb. to chew (the cud)
I seem to be accumulating drafts of blogs that never make it to being published. Nothing like a deadline to concentrate the mind. The weather is very much in blog finishing mode, endless drizzle. It always amazes me how much drizzle it takes to fill my water tanks; everything seems to be soaking wet but…
Last week, Nate gave over her six to the arrival in her garden of a peacock. Would that I could follow her lead. Our week here has been dominated/overshadowed (take your pick) by a pair of gulls deciding to nest behind our chimney. We should have been more vigilant, but you simply can't see the…
Looks like we may be back to more familiar weather for a while, frontal systems coming in off the Atlantic, an hour or two of rain then back to dry. The garden seems to be in transition, I've done nearly all the planting I have planned and am waiting for things to start flowering. In…
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like…
Perhaps today is the day we get some rain. The garden is gagging for it. Lower temperatures have given it a bit of respite but a good drench is what it needs. I've watered a few things in the ground; new plantings and the things that suffer the most, but our water is metered so…
I'm running late again, in that I am doing this on Saturday, when it's supposed to be done, rather than on Friday. There's a reason, involving cars and batteries, but let's not go there. The garden is dry but we have water. The nights have been cold all week but just above freezing. The world…
It started with the Thursday night clap. Most of our neighbours were in on that from about week two. Then one of my sisters set up a get together on Facebook messenger and that has become a Friday morning ritual. Then one of our neighbours suggested we have a bit of a socially distanced street…
On the 6th of May three years ago I somehow stumbled across the innaugural six on Saturday post by The Propagator and felt moved to respond. I may have missed a week somewhere in those three years, I really don't remember. It makes this my 156th six on Saturday post. Perhaps you think I should…
Back in January I did a short blog about grafting apples in the simplest way possible. https://wordpress.com/post/gardenruminations.co.uk/8269 Here, exactly 3 months later, is a progress report. I grafted three scions onto three shoots of apple that had appeared in my garden. I think they may have been suckers from the roots of an apple tree…
Somehow gardening has become a full time job and I can't imagine how I ever had time for anything else. I seem to spend about 75% of my time at home in the garden, 25% on my allotment. Two or three times a week Sue will be up for a walk and we'll amble around…
