Life at pink's barn

Jane's Jottings

Welcome to my everyday treasures…

The dictionary would have it that ‘jottings’ are brief notes, very possibly
thoughts and ideas that need to be written down before they escape. That’s
exactly what you will find here with notes on my travels, the things I’m
making, what I’m up to in the garden and even the odd recipe.

A Visit to Madeira

A Visit to Madeira

The island is famous for the flowers and the botanical gardens, all of which we enjoyed but we were there, of course, for the embroidery.

My new potting corner

My new potting corner

It was time for a change of plan. Instead of different plants, I decided I would create a practical area that is pretty too.

Outside at last!

Outside at last!

The greenhouse was bursting at the seams and my seedlings where desperate to get out into real soil

I borrowed a husband!

I borrowed a husband!

Please do not think that I am in any way dissatisfied with the one I have got, but one does need to play to one’s strengths – and Bill is not a gardener!

A Taste of Japan

A Taste of Japan

We had a marvellous time although we managed to get a bit lost in the big cities but without fail were rescued by kind Japanese people

About a Berkshire Pixie

About a Berkshire Pixie

I thought I knew most things about him but the day after our anniversary I asked Bill about the origins of ‘The Berkshire Pixie’

Hellebore Heaven

Hellebore Heaven

I am sure you realise that I like a rather muddly garden and the Hellebore fits in perfectly with this approach.

A special connection

A special connection

I’m sure a little Victorian girl could never have dreamed that her work would be held in such high regard and inspire so many projects today.

A very special anniversary

A very special anniversary

I was incensed and said, “I will start a Guild for people who count!” Within the week I had taken advice and started planning.

Knotty Solutions

Knotty Solutions

By 2am my stitching had French knots in abundance – the knots were either on the back of the fabric, halfway down the thread or had disappeared!

A real chatelaine

A real chatelaine

I do feel when I hold this exquisite piece of antiquity that there must have been a powerful woman wearing it once upon a time.