The Nook - A Garden Blog

As the years pass I think I look more like my father, then this morning I looked up from the sink in the bathroom at the mirror, at my refle...

 Oh-oh-oh-oh and it comes out here. There are moments when one holds one’s breath - R said to look out of the kitchen doors and there, in th...

 All fall down. What a name for a storm, and now Jocelyn. I mean perhaps Ruarri, or something? Floods and wind, the electric gate needs repl...

 So here we are in 2024 and it is still raining, floods in the fields and squelch across the garden. At least we have survived the festive s...

 A dry Christmas, with no rain or snow or hail - actually no rain would be good. So Happy Christmas to all those in more balmy (barmy?) clim...