Yesterday morning we had two unexpected visitors. I saw them as they hesitantly and delicately came around the patio just outside the dining room – all prettily dressed in fancy feathers and looking as though they expected breakfast. Very different to our usual breakfast visitors, the rooks.
My camera is still missing, so I have borrowed an image for illustrative purposes! Continue reading “Birdlife”
In these parts they say if the ash is out before the oak, we’re in for a soak and if the oak is out before the ash, we’re in for a splash. Continue reading “Country side sayings”
My garden is smallish and nothing special at all – but it is organic. Always has been, for 20 odd years.
I don’t worry about snails and slugs. They can get on and do what they do. I don’t grow hostas any more because the slugs loved them just too much and turned them into lace, which while pretty and unusual, wasn’t the point.
Bird are what I worry about; the extraordinary and disappointing change in the bird landscape of the average garden. Continue reading “Green stuff”
Boadicea's Chariot 
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