Priory Picture Post # 2

Striking little fella isn't he:  

Blog Logo: 2nd Attempt

Regular readers will remember that I was toying with the idea of a blog logo.  My first attempt looked like it might be more appropriate on a butcher's blog rather than a gardener's, so I thought I'd have another crack at it.  Here it is: Nah.  Still too apocalyptic.  The crow looks like he's ready … Continue reading Blog Logo: 2nd Attempt

Sheesh. I Don’t Know Why I Bother

I was delighted to read on the excellent Hazeltree blog recently that a pair of robins were nesting on a shelf, in a shed.  Behind a couple of pots of paint.  Actually, no I wasn't.  I wasn't delighted at all.  I was spitting tacks. Would you credit it?  A couple of years ago, I made … Continue reading Sheesh. I Don’t Know Why I Bother

It Blooms and It Blooms

Years ago, my partner Jim (his real name) and I went to Northumberland and stayed in a very, very remote cottage for a week.  We took with us our young weimaraner, Hobbes.  She was in doggy heaven; tremendously long walks over the hills,  snoozes by the aga and  haring around the large garden flushing out … Continue reading It Blooms and It Blooms

‘Ware the Toad

A few weeks ago, I was walking down a woodland path when I came across a toad.  Some people aren't too fond of  toads,  but I most certainly am.  Something reassuringly good and honest about a toad; despite their rough and ready wartyness. This one was just enjoying the sun and the view and making … Continue reading ‘Ware the Toad

New Residents at the Priory

You may remember that I built a nest box for a tawny owl.  And you may remember that last year rather than a tawny owl, a pair of wood pigeon nested in it.  Grrrr. This year, each time I walk past the 'box, I throw it a little sidelong glance to see whether there is … Continue reading New Residents at the Priory

And Back Again

So.  You  go away for a few days and when you come back half the internal walls in your house are gone.  You've got no bathroom, no kitchen, no heating, barely any ceiling and  the only running water is a hosepipe sticking out of the middle of a concrete floor.  The one safe, semi-liveable-in room is your bedroom but even here every available inch of floorspace is … Continue reading And Back Again