First tidy up of the season
It’s the middle of March, and the relentless downpour of the very British weather has finally ceased and actually provided a weekend of genuine, unadulterated sunshine—it was beautiful—the sort of light that makes you think, “Yes, I shall go forth…
The flamingo incident
My ‘Flamingo’ Willow is, quite frankly, a piece of horticultural flamboyance that has simply run out of the jazz. For eighteen years, it has sat in that raised border, doing its job, looking pink and white, and generally being a…