After a hot, dry September the garden is tired. The meadow is spent; spring and summer wild flowers are over and have set seed. It will be mowed next week. But there is still some colour at the Priory - although any remaining flowers in the kidney beds have had scant help from me recently. … Continue reading September Days
Wordless Wednesday
Virginia creeper (Parthenocissus quinquefolia), The Old Forge, yesterday.
Oops
If you've had an email or WordPress notification ping of a new post on The Anxious Gardener called 'September Days' you might be wondering where it is. I can only apologise. Truth is - I'm an idiot. This morning I wrote a very rough draft for a new post and then, rather than clicking the … Continue reading Oops
Win a Copy Of ‘The Splendour Of The Tree’
Here is the second of this month's book giveaways. And what a smashing book it is too. I would have nabbed a copy for review if I had the time to write one and my gardening book-shelves weren't already overspilling. 'The Splendour of the Tree' was published two days ago by Frances Lincoln at £25.00. … Continue reading Win a Copy Of ‘The Splendour Of The Tree’
The Tropical Border – 3rd Year
Mid September already? It seems just a few short weeks since I lugged a large Musa basjoo out of a greenhouse; since I stripped the straw protection off those I'd left outside. Only a little while since I wheeled out Colocasia esculenta and hefty red bananas (Ensete maurelii). Hardly any time at all since I … Continue reading The Tropical Border – 3rd Year
Win A Copy Of ‘The English Country House Garden’
It's been several months since I've held a book competition on The Anxious Gardener. How remiss of me. How selfish. And so to remedy that I'll be giving away two shiny, non-thumbed books in the next couple of weeks. Here's the first. 'The English Country House Garden' retails at twenty-five of your Earthling pounds and … Continue reading Win A Copy Of ‘The English Country House Garden’
And Quiet Flows The Spree
I didn't intend to impose my holiday snaps on you. Indeed for the first day or two of my recent cycling trip to Germany, I didn't even take a photo. But when a bird of prey glided past with a rat the size of a small child in its talons, my shutter finger itched. And … Continue reading And Quiet Flows The Spree
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