Category: Gardening

Moving update

 

I know that the cherished friends’ breath is suitably bated until I tell you the latest in the windmill saga. So ‘yer ’tis, as they say in Cornwall.

The C_nt has had his surveyors out with their laser-thingies, measuring access roads and tricky corners, so we know he’s going ahead and we’d better get outta here pronto, Cisco! For reasons best known to themselves (are they masochists or wha’?) the wannabe new occupants of our former idyll still want to live here, so we have identified our new abode – pictured above.  It’s in the midddle of a beech wood with a family of deer for neighbours. The barn/garage is also thatched – for architectural consistency, you know – and it is q-u-i-e-t. No traffic noise, just the birds and the occasional hunter. Ten minutes to the nearest town/shops/doctor/hospital – the main concerns of people like us.

Can’t wait to move!

Happiness is……

A longed-for pint, another half;
A break from endless rain.
A finished job, a grandchild’s laugh;
A car that starts again.

The Beaujolais, the Stilton’s tang;
The orange evening sea.
The days when fruits abundant hang
From every plant and tree.

A place we know, a new one too;
A gentle hill to climb.
A welcome bed, a stunning view;
A shared remembered time.

Settling in

Life is rather busy with a number of unexpected events overtaking us, as well as the start of sixth form for my youngest and the prospect of planning for University for my eldest – however Greg has settled in quite nicely among the turmoil. He is highly socialised, having come from a large family with lots of other pets… so he wasn’t fazed by Pippi’s rejections and slowly she is coming around to accepting him.

So September’s here with all its spiders and webs, night’s drawing in, early dew point and the smell of Autumn in the air. Continue reading “Settling in”

Hedging

 

The garden is quite large, by modern (mid-70’s build) garden standards, about 60 beech hedges across, (placed roughly 15 inches apart.) And this year I decided that the hedge had become too tall, and in order to reduce the height I had to lop or saw through large stems with which the electric hedge trimmer couldn’t cope, at all. It was hard work, but I’m glad I’ve done it, as I can see out beyond our garden into the fields again. I planted this hedge about 12 years ago and now I want to maintain it at a certain height: to allow me to be able to trim it without the use of ladders. Continue reading “Hedging”