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Sunday, 1 November 2015

Secret Gardens of the Cotswolds

On the bright side of being laid up is the opportunity to read. Specifically to read books from the guilt inducing review pile.

Without further ado let me present

Tuesday, 27 October 2015

Sun and Smoke

In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
                                                Robert Louis Stevenson

With heavy rain predicted for the weekend we lit a pile of brush and debris. The smoke drifted to the end of the meadow and mingled with the translucent autumn sun.

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Mostly Yellow

The hours drift down through cool, misty mornings into warm bright afternoons.  My garden is a patchwork of late bloomers, leafy roots and rich dark earth. 

Tuesday, 15 September 2015

The Family That Works Together....

All mother's create their own phrases which become woven into the family matrix.

One I consider particularly useful is 'I didn't go through 12 hours of labour to end up shovelling my own sidewalk". It is designed to send your teenager out to shovel twelve inches of wet snow, in frostbite inducing weather, so you don't have to change out of your PJs. 

This summer I refined it to good effect: