Monday, 18 September 2017

Flowers on Friday on Monday

At the start of August my world was turned upside down and it wasn't the learning to do a handstand Cody programme. I had three things on my summer bucket list this year.

1. Gardening
2. Yoga - handstands and mermaid pose especially
3. Design a tattoo

As we approached the summer holidays, I was so excited. This was my year, I'd put in the ground work and the kids were big enough not to need me to be the queen of summer holiday entertainment. Then I got a phone call and my life became a run away train and I am still trying to get off because it keeps whizzing past stuff I want to look at.

So I'm not saving anything for best anymore. I'll be wearing sequins and wellies to Sainsbury's, I've got my own Susie version of the double man bun and do you know what?... I am going to do Flowers on Friday on Monday. Hold on to you handbags, I'm going to be living my life on the shed roof.

This is the second flush for the campanula. It was here in the spring and back for Autumn, a second chance and another turn for this little corner of purple.

Best friends forever, nasturtiums and tomatoes. I do love orange, and how it is often forgotten or left out of the favourite colours world.

Holding onto the sun, staying gold and reliably my favourite, dahlia Karma Corona. Sometimes it hard to have faith but I always believe in Karma.

In memory of my time as the president of The Pink Ladies WI, dahlia 1466. We don't care that you are just a number.

Dahlias, you are all my favourites

And you too marigolds.

There is always the sun, even when it's covered by clouds. There are always sunflowers in my garden even if they are the seeds waiting to be next year's sun or be nibbled by winter hungry birds or mice.

And finally a random flower planted by a generous bird or possibly me or it could even be a result of one of the boy's science experiments. Everyone's welcome in my garden.

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Monday, 28 August 2017

Late Bank Holiday Monday

  When the early morning mist roll in, despite being burnt off by the sunshine later, there is no denying that my lizard baking days are numbered and it's time to go back to work.

But for one last day, I can potter around my garden with care free abandon, dead heading the dahlias, collecting seeds and ignoring the various kid related plastic debris that always accumulates in the summer holiday's. To quote Mountain from The Soda stream Shame advert,

🐬  🐬  🐬 "Can't you hear the dolphins crying" 🐬 🐬 🐬

For short bursts of time I can remain motionless, totally absorbed in the moment before my recently diagnosed ADHD powers cause an explosion of ideas firing at 1,000,000 miles per hour simultaneous.

Most of August has been highjacked by my diagnosis of ASD. My senses were sent haywire by sensitivity to the medication I was given and I couldn't even go in my own garden. It rained in my garden and in my heart.

However no matter what happens in the chaos of my mind and the garden carries on as it should.

So here we are, flowers on late Bank Holiday Monday.

If only you could really capture the smell of fresh roses warmed by the rays of the sun

Dahlia " Karma Corona"

Name to be added if I can find the plant label or if I remember to

England Dahlia for boys. The boys accidently knocked this over whilst creating a slow worm habitat and my boy asked me to put on the table so he can see it while he has his breakfast.

Who doesn't love an everlasting sweet pea?


These marigolds have been the greatest success in my garden this year, they are all over the place. Message me if you would like seeds, I have plenty to share.

The prettiest weeds around. Easy to grow, edible and if any child wants to pick flowers in my garden they can pick as many as they like

Once again name to be added if I can find the plant label or if I remember to

Friday, 7 July 2017

Flowers on Friday

It's warm in the garden today. The grass has browned and the pavement is too hot to walk on bare foot, but I love it.

There's a second flush of roses

Flowers in the jam pan succulent mini garden

Hollyhocks reaching the skies

Dahlias a plenty

Sweet peas climbing the sunflowers

Marigolds grown from seed

Fiery red nasturtiums

Happy Friday everyone

Friday, 2 June 2017


The transition from May to June sees a shift in the garden.

The nigella are smaller and daintier with the larger blooms going to seed.

Some of the roses are beginning to fade and drop their petals which are being dried for bath bombs. The purple sprouting broccoli is a mass of yellow flowers, frequented by bees.

Although the majority of my fox gloves are pink and purple, this white one has appeared in the shady area.

Foxgloves, helichrysums and lychnis are flowering in Zoe's corner.

There is a riot of colour by the back door.

The peas are in

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Friday, 26 May 2017

Flowers on Friday

So far I believe this to be my favourite gardening week this year. The sun is warm, the skies are blue, the swifts have returned and there are daily highlights of The Chelsea Flower Show on every day.

It has taken two years from collected seed to flower for my lychnis plants. For the longest time I wondered what these deep magenta flowers were on the end of tall silver stems. Now the front and back garden as well as the allotment are about to be filled them.

I also grew these from seed the same year but this is their second time flowering.

I found an old packet of Baby Blue Eyes in the spring and threw them in a bare patch.

The forget-me-nots are hanging on in there, just

And the old fashioned pinks are in bud. They also took a couple of years to get started, but I think this will be their year to shine.

In the dappled shade of the corkscrew hazel, the wild strawberries are in flower so it is probably almost time to invite Nana to stay. Charlie and Nana do like their berries from the garden / allotment on pancakes. Perhaps she'll share the joy of the summer fair, I've only got two more to survive.

When we first moved here, I was so sad to leave my abundance of naturalised nigella plants. I missed them at first but I followed my tried and tested technique of 'save the seed, chuck it everywhere' and they are popping up all over the place,

Even between the cracks in the pavement,

Finally as a tribute to the great pavilion, my delphiniums.

Sunday, 21 May 2017

Zoe's corner

21st May is my sister's 40th birthday. I love my sister. Right from the first moment I knew she existed I've been devoted, although it took me a while to get the hang of name.

Until Zoe arrived to even up the score, I was a bit out numbered by my brothers.

We have a number of similar interests, have shared the ups and downs of life and always manage to squeeze in another cup of tea.

She was my real life baby doll, the supporting cast member of all my grand performances, a damn good bedroom tidier, my chief bridesmaid and lead cheerleader at the epic birth of my first child.

In return I have held her hand throughout her life, created the most extravagant hairstyles in the Midlands, wiped her tears, sat up all night (on several occasions) to help with essays, took on the role of Mary Poppins and provided cheese.

To start with I never missed a single birthday. I helped out and organised birthday parties but then,as with all relationships, things changed. She would be the perfect sister if it wasn't for just one minor issue. She will keep insisting on disappearing off to the other side of the world. I don't know how I supposed to pop round with a cake if she's over 10,000 miles.

So while she's soaring over the sights of Melbourne in a hot air balloon, I've decided to plant up a little corner of my garden and dedicate it to her.

We both love gardening so in the coming weeks as she hides away from the wet Australian winter, I can send her pictures of how her corner of my garden is growing and blooming.

I've included helichrysum, dahlias, scabiosa, sunflowers, leeks, kales and a solar lamp.

Zoe's corner is surrounded by hollyhocks which will provide the perfect shade for a quick cup tea.

Some of the plants are quite small

And others, like the helichrysum which have been transplanted from elsewhere in the garden, are already in bud.

There's even a box of spinach in the background.

I've found a bottle of vintage 2013 rhubarb champagne in the potting shed and will be cracking it open to celebrate 40 years of having a sister and Zoe's corner. Just think Zoe, you were only 36 when I made this champagne 🥂

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