ruminate vb. to chew (the cud)
At the end of a week of gardening where I barely engaged with plants at all, I'm going to do six plants. I just looked back to last week's six and I'd barely started on my fence. Somehow I've pressed on through rain and shine and it's now finished. I've tidied up and turned my…
Unless it's tipping down, I shall be out in the garden taking the big project sparked by the removal of my tunnel forward. Hacking out the remains of the hedge mainly. I'm working on a different post about that, so I'll say no more here. I might plant a few bulbs too but I'd better…
If this weather had wanted to do one redeeming thing it could actually have given us some rain, which both garden and allotment need quite badly. All the heavy stuff has contrived to miss us or to fizzle out just short of us. I'm a weather radar junkie, there has been massive rainfall all around…
Summer holiday season in Cornwall is always manic and I tend to hunker down and steer well clear of the busy bits. Sue was down in Looe during the week and said it was heaving. If you know where to go you can avoid the crowds completely. It's a safe bet that you could sit…
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…
On thursday I was sowing cyclamen seeds, then yesterday I planted up some of the bare space in the front garden. It felt way too early to be sowing seeds and way too late to be planting. I have Cyclamen and Japanese anemones flowering. It seems like the chronological signposts have been removed. At least…
If you followed this blog for what I had to say about my allotment then I'm afraid you've had thin pickings this year, this being only my second post about it. It seems to have been a year where everything has been done in a very fragmented way so there never seems to have been…
I was going to go and collect my onions from the allotment but it's just started raining. Today may not be the day I had planned. Tomorrow we're off down west to the rare Plant Fair at Tremenheere and a jolly round the Dahlia field at Varfell. I'm expecting it to be one of the highlights…
One. So much in flower, picking six becomes difficult. OK, a bit of lumping together: Dahlias, I grow a few, but then again... Such flamboyance, such joie de vivre. Dahlias, especially en masse, have an unrivalled capacity for putting smiles on peoples faces, even mine. Some I leave in, some I lift, then put back…
I had the bright idea of doing six plants that were self-sowing volunteers in the garden but quickly realised that I have four or five times that number, some more welcome than others. I'll mention a couple. One. Papaver atlanticum pops up where it pleases, producing a flat rosette of grey leaves then putting up…
