Sunday, 15 January 2017

Gertrude Jekyll's Fairy Rose and the Essential Book

I have a little rose that I call the Fairy Rose. It came to me from a cottage garden, and I have never seen it elsewhere. It grows about a foot high and has blush-pink flowers with the colour deepening to the centre. In character the flower is somewhere between the lovely Blush Boursault at its best and the little De Meaux. It is an inch and a half across and is of beautiful form, especially in the half-opened bud. Wishing to enjoy its beauty to the utmost, and to bring it comfortably within sight, I gave it a shelf in raised rock-work and brought near and under it a clear pale lilac viola and a good drift of Achillea umbellata. It was worth doing. Gertrude Jekyll

Sunday, 8 January 2017

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes

The lyrics focused on the compulsive nature of artistic reinvention, wrote David Buckley of the iconic song Changes by the late, and beloved, David Bowie. 

I am by nature an explorer and curiosity is the instigator. My course takes me to bookstores, reading rooms, museums, old houses, libraries, down the rabbit hole of the internet and up the stairs to the attic. I'm reinventing my blog to take you with me.

Sunday, 1 January 2017

Happy SCS


I haven't written anything in an age because I haven't anything to say, without repeating myself anyway. So time for a change methinks. If I have time, if I have the energy, the motivation.....

Monday, 10 October 2016

Time for Bed

It is enormously satisfying to eat food grown in your own garden for Thanksgiving. All fresh picked to boot. I know, however, it is time to put the garden to bed.