LEARNING TO GROW

If that headline rings a faint bell in your mind, then like me, you probably played this circle game as a child. 'In and out the dusty...

It probably sounds weird, but I have never been one of those people who swoons over spring. I love summer - warm nights and wine in the...

It turns out, then, that gardening is quite a commitment. If you neglect the patch for most of the autumn and the entire winter, and then...

I noted that the last time I did a blog post was Christmas Eve and today happens to be Easter Sunday. So my promise to blog 'religiously'...

It's the bleak midwinter here in Berwick. We've got none of the nice festive bits like snow or frost and all of the horrible bits, like...

Another short post. I've become very time poor again, and getting out into the garden is hard. I'm also thinking that this is a time to...

Bit of a visual update today as there's not so much to write about. (Also, dear pedant, I am well aware the accents are missing in the...

When lockdown started back in March, I didn't imagine we'd still be in such a dire situation when it came to late summer. My guesstimate...

Hello, my poor, dust-covered, neglected blog. What can I say? Work's been a nightmare. My energy levels are low. It's a good job you...

Mrs Jackson's garden was a strictly flowers zone only, apart from a rhubarb patch and some mint. She could not be doing with planting...

Two posts in three days, lucky readers. The weather is still a bit grey, cool and damp, with fog settling in every evening. I've come to...

The fatal combination of some very depressing weather and a full-on couple of weeks at work has prevented me from doing either gardening...

The state of this lawn. But there's a reason for it. We're taking part in No Mow May. I'd never heard of this until recently, but...

Some horticultural swings and roundabouts this week. There was quite a breeze last night and my carefully-planted borage seeds in their...

One of the reasons I resisted gardening for so long was that I thought it was a terribly bourgeois thing to do. It belonged to the middle...

In a week that seems to have been nothing but online meetings on Teams or Zoom, the moments grabbed in the garden have been extremely...

I've had a couple of grim weeks where the social media gardeners I'm following all have their flowers and veg bursting into life whereas...

What is it about the Brits and their lawns, then? They've been the subject of books and documentaries and numerous articles in foggy...

Keeping on keeping on. Some things are peeping out of the soil, like these peas and lettuce shoots. We have blossom on the pear trees -...

Ahahaha. At last. I get to plant something fun. The soil is turned and weeded and ready. And I hope, willing. I decided that I would...