Stumbled into a bit of quicksand yesterday.
Flailed around ineffectually for a few hours.
Put myself to bed shortly thereafter feeling a complete failure.
And that was my Friday. 169 more words
As the days get shorter, it’s a busy time in the garden. Monty Don cracks on with his seasonal tasks at Longmeadow, giving hints and tips along the way. 45 more words
Nasturtiums are shining so brightly in the front garden, self seeded among the iris, artichokes, asparagus, sage and espaliered fruit trees. I managed to shock the inlaws last weekend with a simple salad of red and iceberg lettuces topped with almost vulgar orange, red and gold nasturtiums. 52 more words