In one of the two Kidney Beds (so named because of their shape) is a large cornus. They are generally grown for the colour of their stems in winter. I personally wouldn't have put one into a formal border as they're pretty much a one trick pony. Colourful stems and ... that's it. Not a … Continue reading The Relief of Mattocking
English Country Garden
Mulching The Beds
The simplest task in the garden can be so pleasing, don't you think? It is easy to transform something that is assuredly past its best into something full of promise. Take this aquilegia for example: Just pull away all the dead growth (it comes away easily), and you reveal ... ... the bunched up tiny … Continue reading Mulching The Beds
Priory Picture Post #19
Now that the ponds are once more filled to the brim and the south wind has swept them clear of duckweed, I can enjoy their clarity and their visual depth. I know I've posted some photos of them recently but I do find them captivating. Hope you do too. Weekend Reflections.
Some Winter Colour (But Frankly Not Much)
I know that things are a little bleak for us global northerners at the moment. But, on the positive, here in jolly Sussex, each day is a little longer than the one before and step by tiny incremental step, signs of life are shyly, (oh, so shyly), showing themselves. And a little winter sunshine can … Continue reading Some Winter Colour (But Frankly Not Much)
I Went And Lost My Mojo
My gardening mojo that is; my gardening wherewithal or my gardening oomph, if you prefer. I distinctly remember seeing it just before Christmas - if only fleetingly. To be honest we've not been constant companions these past few weeks. And then during Christmas and barrelling through into the New Year, we seem to have parted … Continue reading I Went And Lost My Mojo
A Christmas Eve Ghost Story*
Sometimes I can get a little lonely working at the Priory and if I spot someone walking along the public footpath, I'll sprint after them, grab them by the wrist and make them chat. They almost always say one of two things to me, either: "Please go away and leave us alone. You're scaring my … Continue reading A Christmas Eve Ghost Story*
A Watery World
A few short weeks ago, I was bemoaning the lack of rain at the Priory and how very low the water levels were. (See "My Pond Leaks ..."). But not any more. Over the past couple of weeks, we've had some seriously heavy downpours here in East Sussex. The west pond (with it's leak) … Continue reading A Watery World
The Anxious Gardener 