“When Falling Asleep” – an Autumnal Swansong.

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After my last long post, heavy on history, this one is much shorter on words, and more garden focused. It begins with a tribute to Jessye Norman, singing below the third of Richard Strauss’ wonderful Four Last Songs – Beim … Continue reading

Psychedelia, Fall, Liberty and Spaced-out Badgers? Welsh Wizardry Wonder

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Struggling for a title. Even a word to get me going. I hit on psychedelic. And a journey of discovery begins. Isn’t that what’s meant to happen? (All the images accompanying this post, are from the garden in the last … Continue reading

Starry, Starry Days; Spindle, Stewartia, Sycamore and Samarai; and A Historic Trio.

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Gonzalo got me gazing skywards. Frankly, not much excuse was needed as I repeatedly rammed the digging bar into the shrubbery shale, in patterns as close as possible to the 5 dots on a dice side. I’ve slowly learned that … Continue reading

Goodbye October; Inching, Leaping and Dying Back; Autumn Leaf Mould Energy Potential (Part 1 – The Idea)

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As the light seeps from the grey wet scene at 3.30pm, I’m taking a pause from work on “The Reactor” to catch up with a blog post. More about this project later, but first a few of the gorgeous and … Continue reading

Fifty Shades of Green and Grey; Seasonal Landmarks; and Coping with the Wind

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Lightning. Thunder. And fifty shades of grey. Followed by sunshine, and the strangely vibrant fifty shades of green that are the very stuff of August Welsh landscapes. Pretty much every year, but in this year more so as the weather … Continue reading

Strange Smells; World Record Flings, and Patience Pays with Growing Trees from Seeds

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The gap since the last post was caused by a very busy period of garden activity – more later, but a couple of night ago I walked out into our copse just as dusk was falling. The air was laden … Continue reading