The Garden in Flower

My summer kicks off with the release of Margaret's cows from the sheds.  I was on holiday on the big day, and for the first time in several years, I missed all the pent-up excitement, the expectation, the arging and barging, the galloping, the frenetic leaping into the air and bellows resounding across the valley.  … Continue reading The Garden in Flower

September Days

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