Capture a fragrant memory of this evocative, heady perfume by tossing some dry Lilac blossoms between layer upon layer of fine sugar crystals. This scented time- capsule containing the essence of spring will be there for you until long after the Lilac in your garden has faded and died. Then later, sprinkle a little romance … Continue reading
A little gift for all those who nurture, love, care and protect
This post is dedicated to my friend, Robbie, of Palm Rae Urban Potager and to the memory of her beloved dog Punk, who was her constant gardening companion. The air is at once softer and more gentle, yet at the same time tentatively hopeful and new. The Crocus buds are fat and in bloom as … Continue reading
The north easterly wind rattles my ancient sash windows and the Snowdrops close their petals tightly against the chill. Pulling on my warmest hat, I head out to the garden to set up my little French grey painted table outside my gate. I have been selling pots of Snowdrops decorated with feathery moss there. This … Continue reading
I bought my first Tussie-Mussie from the quaint shop which sells herbs and plants at the American Museum in Bath. The only Museum of American Decorative and Folk Art outside the United States, this is a very special place full of treasures and artefacts and somewhere that I visit as often as I can. I … Continue reading
My little gift to you all on St Valentine’s Day is this fabulous, big, blousy bunch of flamboyant Tulips. Doesn’t their colour and curvy, frilly, petal shapes just buzz with energy and passion? Flowers are good for us and our mental health all year round, not just on special days like today. It is said … Continue reading
Dip into the crushed berry and ice-cream coloured swirls of these Fabulous; it’s Friday, floral and Rainbow Beetroot confections. All of them have almost zero calories, but are a little feast for the soul. HAPPY WEEKEND to all my friends!
Wrap yourself up, in fold, upon fold of voluptuous, velvety red petals. This is a Winter miracle; a gift of Red Roses, snipped from an indoor plant, and sent with love to you all on, Fabulous; it’s Friday.
SOOTHED by the stillness of frosty, sun-sparkly days in-between the magic of Christmas and the excitement of a new year, these deep blue Hyacinths, the colour of sky and sea, make me yearn for Spring.
Early morning sees me scrambling up into a thick Devon hedge opposite my house to pick Honesty seed heads. Honesty; that fickle, wayward and gregarious flower which seems happier tangled amongst the Hawthorn, Blackthorn and Hazel than where it started its life, cosseted in my Cottage Garden. Back indoors, something extraordinary happens as soon as … Continue reading