The Flower Meadow …

... isn't something that the owner of the house asked for.  Rather it was something that I foisted upon him.  I couldn't not.  As soon as I saw that flat expanse of mown grass between the ditch and the river, I thought ahh, I wonder.  It seemed perfect for leaving to grow into a meadow.  … Continue reading The Flower Meadow …

Priory Picture Post # 5

Priory Picture Post # 4

Cow parsley (nothing to do with cows) is beginning to get established in the meadow.  And very welcome it is too.  It is just going over; you can see that seeds are beginning to form. The drop of liquid is "Cuckoo Spit" (nothing to do with cuckoos).  It's actually a froth produced by a small … Continue reading Priory Picture Post # 4

The Greenhouse …

... sits at the highest point of the garden (if there's a strong north wind and I stand on tiptoe, I can get mobile reception up here.  Sometimes).  It is here that I run to when the weather is inclement.  It is here that I take my breaks - if it's too hot inside, I'll … Continue reading The Greenhouse …

Priory Picture Post # 3

In the beds up against the back of the house are several ancient herbaceous peonies.  This photo was taken at about eight in the morning with a light dew still on the flowers. Not a plant I was particularly aware of before I started work at the Priory.  I am now.

Priory Picture Post # 2

Striking little fella isn't he:  

The Rock Border

In the long borders, alliums have taken over mass-flowering duty from the tulips; and fine and dandy they look too.  They have multiplied tremendously in the two and a half years since I planted them.  Fine by me - I shall lift some and use elsewhere. But the long borders are in need of a … Continue reading The Rock Border