ruminate vb. to chew (the cud)
Here is a video I put together of my garden in late June. Most of it was from the 26th. I'm pleased with how colourful it's looking. Pleased because colourful is perhaps the single most important quality I'm wanting from the garden. The colour mostly comes from flowers so there is the added dimension…
31°C Thursday, 19°C Friday, 17°C the forecast for today. It's raining too. You have to admire the way most plants cope; they can't put on a sun hat or don coat and gloves, they just have to put up with it. We've had more rain overnight, I don't know how much until I check the…
I have posted under the Six on Saturday meme for three years now, seeking out half a dozen items of note, usually on a Friday, to include in my contribution. The one constant throughout is that later on Saturday I will find something more interesting than anything I included. A flower will have opened, a…
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…
If you are squeamish, don't read on. This will not be pleasant. I tell myself that Cornwall is a bad area for slugs, that mild winters mean they are active all winter, breeding all year round. Our often wet summers mean we don't get prolonged dry spells to reduce their numbers. I tell myself that…
They do say you should be careful what you wish for. My water storage is brim full, 3400 litres of lovely rainwater. I'd prefer it to stop raining now for a bit. It's brought out the slugs in force. Thursday evening I found 36 on one foot tall Dahlia. (best not to ask) Before that…
A couple of days ago I was out taking close up pictures with a macro lens. Today, I thought I would try to go a bit further by focus stacking some images. The biggest problem with doing close up pictures is that the closer you get, the shallower becomes the depth of field. That can…
Sometimes you have to take a closer look, to see what's not to be seen.
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…
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