I apologise that this week has been pretty sparse on the post front. It has been so beautiful here in our little corner of Devon that we have spent every moment on the beach, on the bike or pottering in the garden. I know the last vestiges of summer will…
CF Grows
Jobs for the weekend: a busy Autumn ‘to-do list’
Blimey, I’ve got my work cut out for me this weekend: Outside, I will be: Planting daffs and bulbs various – as well as tidying up the beds, ditching the annuals and dividing and re-homing some of the herbacious perennials. Planting up various bowls and planters with hyacinths and paper-white…
CF Grows: A saunter around an English cottage garden in Devon
As the baby slumbered last week, I decided to take 5 minutes away from my desk for a quiet walk around our garden, albeit in the drizzle, to drink in the green lushness of our cottage garden in full bloom. It made me stop and realise just how far this…
A small change…
So, after my last post on New Year’s Resolutions (namely the fact that I’m not making ‘I must stop doing this’ self-flagellating decrees this year), this week I have made a new resolve: to spend a little time outside each day. I’m not being any more specific than that. It…
A post from the greenhouse
Warning: smug post alert. I couldn’t help sticking up this photo of my FIRST EVER POTATO. Well, not my very first, as a kid in France my sister and I would be in charge of digging up wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of spuds, but my first as a grown woman. Yes,…
National Garden Scheme open day: Sidbury Manor
In search of some inspiration for our new seaside garden we decide to aim high and take the rare chance to glimpse the 2,200 acres of the local ‘Big House’, Sidbury Manor. The opportunity to snoop amongst the azaleas was thanks to the National Garden Scheme, opening the private residence’s…
Uncovering garden treasure
So, a couple of posts ago I wrote about my lustings for a hammock for my tree-less garden. Well, that’s not strictly true. We did have to get a tree surgeon in to remove all six mature trees in various states of rot, decay and downright danger. I am always…