At the top of the house the apples are laid in rows,And the skylight lets the moonlight in, and thoseApples are deep-sea apples of green. Moonlit Apples: John Drinkwater 1917 How romantic! In our largely treeless, wind swept Outer Isles the concept of the season of “mists and mellow fruitfulness” eulogisedby the romantics poets is
Day 2: Galanthus elwesii ‘Mrs Macnamara’ For many Christmas may have been a little more low key, minimalist or subdued than usual; perhaps solitary but I hope not lonely. Christmas for the Croft Gardeners is always secular and modest, but perhaps with a touch of hedonism as befits the Winter Festival. Today it is raining
At this time of year, it is tempting to be deceived by the siren calls of an early spring, and although it has been mild, while the south and even north-east Scotland has been enjoying a February heat wave, it has been wet and windy here, day after day after day. I always enjoy this
