Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Garden Notes

Two new illustrations and some timely advice from this month's Country Living magazine before we hurtle into June
 Coyright Country Living magazine

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

"The fairest flowers soonest fade"

As if not to be outwitted by the Chelsea Flower Show, a slick of long awaited sunshine has coaxed my favourite flower into bloom. I've just gathered a rainbow of irises at my local nursery, and am now in a race against time... 

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Crushed eggshells and worse!

This year it has taken me three sowings of cucumbers to end up with some credible seedlings. Well, actually, my first two sowings were very credible.... 3 varieties, indoor, outdoor, with fat and juicy leaves; therein lies my downfall. They were also irresistible to a furtive intruder who left me with stumpy stalks and a slimy trail, twice.

Third time round I scattered crushed eggshells on the surface of the compost and, sorry, a few slug pellets. By morning I had the culprit, caught in the act, lifeless upturned shell resting against one of my precious plants. 

A reasonable sacrifice for a whole season’s cucumbers I’m afraid.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Another string to my bow

With the music festival season almost upon us, I've been tapping to the the beat with my brush!

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

"Tails" of the Unexpected

I can always rely on rhubarb to cheer me up, on yet another wet morning, when my plans to belatedly plant my maincrop potatoes are once again thwarted. The beautifully prepared bed I have earmarked for them is now a moated island... and not the tropical sort!

The rhubarb however is in full swing. Don’t you love a true stalwart that delivers reliably on minimal attention? 
Amid visions of simmering pies and steaming crumbles I tug at the crimson stalks and unknowingly dislodge a bundle of dry grass at the centre of the plant. Quick as a flash, half a dozen teeny, velveteen bodies with pink tails wriggle out of sight. I do hope they find their way back to their cosy nest and I do I hope I haven’t picked the umbrella that was sheltering them from the rain. Sorry chaps!