The seaside and all that it conjures up is very close to my heart. I was brought up on the Kent coastline and spent hundreds of hours at the beach in Ramsgate, Sandwich, Deal, Walmer and latterly in Dover. My father was a Trinity House Pilot and operated from Dover or...
Dahlias almost as tall as I am! After the rush to buy my Claude Monet’s Garden Silk Collection, I thought I had better speed up my plans for the next collection. I’m thrilled they have proved so popular. As I explained in a previous Jotting, I...
Now you see why we haven’t been eating the kitchen table for some days… What is it about gazing at a collection of threads? I am sure I am not the only stitcher or sewer who loves to collect threads to use in their stitching, but actually just loves to...
I am not going to go on and on about the period of time in 2020 where we were effectively told to stay at home, but I do regret that none of my chums will see Pinks Barn garden at its best… I spent hours outside during the good weather in April and May, and now...
Dreamy bluebell woods As I write, we are in the fifth week of lockdown during the Covid-19 crisis and I thought you might be cheered up by these pictures. Bill and I are being good and well-behaved and so far, have obeyed the rules. We shop once a week – I shop and...
The old rose, here when we moved in One of the things I most look forward to in my garden is the roses. I love the climbers scrambling over the porch (not that roses would scramble, I need a much more elegant word!), watching the standard roses along the path come...
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