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  • Late Summer Blooms

    On a balmy late-summer morning I took my camera around the garden seeking auguries of the true autumn as opposed to the false one we experienced as a consequence of the heatwave of a month ago. We have two crab apple trees in the front garden, the fruit of which have, until last winter, nourished […]

  • Love Knot

    In an earlier post Tangental asked for suggestions for flowers that would be blooming in the last week of August when he hopes to host a family event. Although, he, the Textiliste, and Dog themselves have an enviable garden I promised to let him know what we have currently flowering. Needless to say they will […]

  • More Than She Could Chew

    Aaron works in all weathers. This morning, however warm enough, was even too wet for him. He visited anyway and we enjoyed a pleasant conversation over tea, coffee, and biscuits. Afterwards I watched England’s World Cup Rugby match against Tonga. Although this afternoon the skies remained overcast, the steady rain let up; Jackie worked on […]

  • Bembridge

    Jackie rose early this morning and sat in a chair on the patio with a cup of instant coffee. In an instant Nugget was on a paving stone peering hopefully up at the rim of the cup. Now, “Where’s Nugget?” (16). Today’s weather was blustery and damp. The Test Match was delayed until after lunch. […]

  • Ice Cream Delivery

    Jackie swept liberally scattered beech nuts from the Rose Garden this morning. Scoobie kept her company. On the Back Drive he found a fossilised rat which I opted not to photograph. We have a liberal supply of petunias, begonias, and Japanese anemones. Bees busied themselves gathering pollen, ignoring the fact that some plants remained dog-eared; […]

  • Mellow Fruitfulness

    CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. As we were both up before dawn this morning we took a trip to the coast to catch sight of the dawn over the Isle of Wight. There was nothing to see. It was raining and the sky was covered in grey cloud. John Keats famously described […]

  • A Topsy-Turvy Season

    CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. A wander round the garden in this balmy morning’s light diffused by wandering clouds above raised questions about what season we are enjoying. An industrious web constructing spider, seeking camouflage in the spent marigold seedpods must have been confused by the plants’ fresh blooms. By early evening […]