Removing faded blooms from Summer flowering plants is essential if you want to prolong blooming. But am I the only one who finds it tedious? But with some flowers, like these Poppy seed heads, it is really easy. Each little pod in shades of soft bluey green through to pale olive is a mini work … Continue reading
Smashing up vintage china with a hammer sends shards of pottery embellished with rich paisley pattern, gold leaf and hand painted swallows flying through the air. I am in no mood for safety, technique or planning. I am making a mosaic; nothing slick and polished, but something free spirited and easy and very, very last … Continue reading
Did someone just shoot a starting pistol? It’s 5 a.m and and I am up, dressed, booted and out in the garden as though I am at army camp! And it already feels like a special day; one of those fabulously warm summer mornings that is simply loaded with potential. I am always out in … Continue reading
The words which once busied themselves in my heart and mind, words which jostled, bubbled up and spilled out into chatter and onto the empty page are all silent and still. I try to follow the path to the place where they are held, but I can’t remember the way, or the connection, or something. … Continue reading
Big, drowsy Bumbles, sweet, busy Honey Bees buzzing to and from their hives or exquisite silver bees for my ears; I am just mad about bees. And all this despite being stung by a bumble bee on one fat cheek on my face as I sat in my pram as a baby! The story of … Continue reading
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
Slipping through the soft, handcrafted, embroidered and knitted threads of my family background and through the memories of all the tablecloths, blankets and clothing which the women in my family have made; I tumble into the soft, comfortable, Cottage Garden which my Grandma, Dora, made on the right hand side of this picture. As a child, … Continue reading
It’s morning. Josef the cat stretches out his slim black legs to shake off sleep and then twists and twirls and pirouettes around my feet. In my small kitchen he purrs, yowls, stretches again and reaches up with his sharp claws onto the cutlery drawer until he hears his bowl being filled with food. Josef … Continue reading
A tiny doll’s dress on a mini- mannequin is all it takes for me to recall the kind of frock which I wore as a child. In an instant I can feel the crisp, flower- printed cotton against my skin and the warm sun on my once, little girl legs. Such tender memories from so … Continue reading
When a shaft of Spring sunshine hit the citrus, greeny- yellow and hot pink of this impromptu floral theatre, the Primula Victoriana plants turned their black-brown and golden faces to the light and just glowed. Have a FABULOUS Friday and a great weekend. x
Dartmoor Flower Shed 