Tag Archives: Garden

Wildflower #midnighthaiku

Posted on April 5, 2020 by

Man seeks mastery Nature laughs and sows her seeds Beauty blooms unchecked *

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Forlorn hope…

Posted on March 7, 2020 by

“It’s a good day for life,” said my son, as I helped him across the garden to look at the emerging buds on his acer. He was right… the sun, for once, had shone all morning, making working in the … Continue reading →

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Unseasonable weather?

Posted on January 13, 2020 by

The primulas, I can understand. For all their delicate beauty, they are hardy little souls and are happy to flower in winter, even poking their petals through the snow. But, for the rest of my son’s newly planted garden, there … Continue reading →

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November?

Posted on November 1, 2019 by

November… all long, dark nights and frozen days. Or, if you are in my son’s garden, all light and colour. Even clouds of midges over the pond… It is not exactly what you would expect for this time of year, … Continue reading →

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After the rain…

Posted on October 28, 2019 by

We seem to have had nothing but torrential rain here for weeks. Not a day has gone by without the heavens opening at some point… not even on days that have begun with frost. But, on the first morning that … Continue reading →

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From weeds to wildflowers…

Posted on October 15, 2019 by

When my son’s old driveway was constructed, no-one thought to lay a weed membrane beneath it. Consequently, when a nice crop of weeds grew between the blocks I, as the designated gardener, had to tackle the things. I won’t use … Continue reading →

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The Small Dog and the Visitor

Posted on October 3, 2019 by

“Oh, writer, you had better come,” The Small Dog whispered low, “There’s something going on out there, I think you ought to know.” She sounded quite unhappy, “…Be as quiet as a mouse, We’ve got prospective tenants Looking at the … Continue reading →

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Up close…

Posted on August 24, 2019 by

The phone rang. It was getting late and only one person is likely to call me at that time, so it was no surprise to hear my son’s voice. What was surprising, though, was the tone of the voice that … Continue reading →

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Back to the future? …

Posted on June 27, 2019 by

When I left for the north, my son’s garden was already being stripped back to basics. I was curious to see what might have been done by the time I got back. It had all looked fine before the work … Continue reading →

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Rescued #midnighthaiku

Posted on June 12, 2019 by

Nameless roses glow Delicate petals flourish Love nourishes life There is little in my garden as yet, just a few rehomed ‘weeds’ to attract butterflies and bees and a handful of ‘patio’ roses, rescued from the condemned pile at a … Continue reading →

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