New Paths

One warm-ish day in February I decided that what we really needed was a gravel path between the driveway and … More

Wandering Eye

I’ve been looking at houses online. It feels transgressive, a betrayal of my solid and unexciting little house. We’ve been … More

Some things only come with time. A pergola hung with roses in June is one of them. And under this … More

Maybe the best spot from which to view my garden is the upstairs bathroom window, while sitting on the pot. … More

The fig has died, I am afraid. I don’t usually get too sentimental or even upset by the death of … More

The peas are well up, the lilacs are blooming, and the bleeding hearts are dripping their flowers over drifts of … More

The bat is back. I hope of course, that it is the bats, plural, that area back. It is the … More

The daffodils are blooming, as are the camellias. The camellias are more brown than pink this year, due to the … More