Tales from an organic gardener
I visited the allotment at the weekend, with a bit of time to spare so decided to tackle the plan to make a brassica cage to keep the pigeons off my sprouts and broccoli. Before picture here of the sculpture created by pigeons last year: Beautiful but not conducive to meeting our Christmas dinner requirements. Anyway, I had a plan to reuse a whole lot of metal rods and connectors from a deceased…
We have just celebrated our fortieth wedding anniversary. To be celebrated of course but it makes us feel very ancient. To try and ward off old age, we had a wee family party, bringing together some of our brothers and …
July is the beginning of glut season although this year things are a little slow, given the lack of rain. There are lots of onions and broad beans at the allotment and peas in the garden. I wanted to do …
And rubies and black pearls. I harvested the first of my, many, potatoes at the allotment. These are Maris Peer. I have many different potatoes this year because I bought several at a potato day, where you can get a …
While the rest of the country has been sweltering in a heat wave, here, in Edinburgh, we have had warm sun alternating with heavy rain. Good for the garden if a little tricky for the gardener. As a result everything …
I often write about the flowers that self seed all over the garden, but slightly less often about the wondrous seed heads that cause all of this. I had time this morning to do a little tidying in the garden …
I was out in the garden this morning, multitasking as always: looking for subjects for #SixOnSaturday, deadheading roses, pulling up weeds, picking some flowers to take to my mother, picking cherries before the blackbirds get them, enjoying all the bees …
We had a sudden downpour of rain last night. We were sitting watching it stotting off the patio when we noticed movement: two frogs hopping about among the weedy pavers, and a snail. Here you can see one of the …
It was forecast to be a damp weekend but I’ve got out to the garden and allotment and the rain has mainly held off. Yesterday the garden was full of bees despite the clouds. This little patch of thyme, growing …
It’s the annual (or perhaps more frequent) why I love my front garden and all the flowers that grow in it now it’s not a car park anymore celebration. Like these foxgloves, growing up beside the fence. And the roses …