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Driven indoors by a sudden and dramatic thunderstorm, I am now making jam – a satisfying September-during-a-thunderstorm kind of activity.  I should mention that jam-making is taking place on a wood-fuelled...

We have an interesting relationship with our garden and the plants in it. Sometimes we introduce a plant – it may be a gift from a friend, seeds collected on holiday,...

We all know how it is when we’re so close to something that we don’t really see it as others do.  So it was a great pleasure last week to welcome...

Yesterday I was contacted by a garden writer and photographer to arrange a good time to come and take some photos of our garden. ‘Hope things are well with you and...

Good Friday to me means wild daffodils and bunches of primroses. As children in the village where I grew up, every year, on Good Friday, we were taken into the surrounding...

‘Made for each other’, the card says.  So here’s the photographic evidence. Ok – it was last year. Ok – it was repaired/refurbished with our own willow rather than ‘made’ by...

My daughter said to me yesterday ‘You’ve obviously been too busy gardening recently to write a blog’.  She’s right but it’s snowing today so I spent the morning sorting out my...

And the following day the weather entry in the garden diary reads: “Much brighter today.  Woke to a garden sprinkled in snow’ We’ll certainly be glad that the woodsheds are full...

Spring seems light year away.  November can be ‘dreek’. This roughly translates here in our garden, at an altitude of twelve hundred feet sheltered in a valley in the Black Mountains,...

“My favourite gardens have no borders”, says Sarah Price, starting off her recent article on ‘Wildflowers in gardens’ in Gardens Illustrated.  Sarah has visited our garden a couple of times and...