Day Three 24 November 2020 Today I am aiming to induce not just a smile, but an enormous grin, as my contribution to Cathy’s Week of Flowers. Please join us and help brighten these dark days. It is a warm July afternoon and I have climbed over the fence into the “wild garden” – 5
I thought it would be a little presumptuous to peer over the blogging garden wall and announce – “I’m back – remember me?”particularly as I couldn’t invite you in for tea and cakes. It is hard to believe that the Croft Garden blog has been left dormant and neglected for almost 18 months. Initally my
While we were away, the wind blew and blew, it rained and rained again, the garden became more and more bedraggled and the only thing that grew in the polytunnel were the weeds. Meteorologically, spring may have officially sprung on 1 March, or alternatively, astronomically on 20 March, but we are still enduring the equinox
This year spring is a cold affair with a penetrating northerly wind imprisoning the landscape in monochrome frigidity. As I walk down to the cottage garden across the field there is not a daisy, celandine or dandelion with a floral offering to welcome Persephone to these norther shores. However, in the shelter of the garden
