Of Pots And Pans

I don't own the Priory.  I don't live there, drifting about in the evenings with a dry martini in one hand and a watering can in the other.  And with that pleasant existence denied to me, I've been cautious about having too many pots and containers dotted about the place. As I'm not always there … Continue reading Of Pots And Pans

Rhodohypoxis Fervour

I have a silly number of rhodohypoxis but, in my defence, I was smitten when I first saw them.  I was working at an alpine nursery and watched entranced as hundreds and hundreds of 6cm pots burst into flower; crammed full of red, pink and white flowers. They flower for weeks on end and are … Continue reading Rhodohypoxis Fervour