Showing posts with label Garden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Garden. Show all posts

Monday, September 15, 2014

Things I Love


Homes with open walls
Gardens that flow into the house
Afternoon tea

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Things I Love:


Harvest from the garden
Cool mornings and warm afternoons
Grilled cauliflower with lots of garlic

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Come Into My Garden







Some color in my cutting garden

My husband designed and constructed the garden for me a year ago on Mother's Day. Now a plethora of blooms are surrounded by espaliered apple trees and grape arbors. Steps at the far end lead up to terraces with veggies, raspberries and blueberries.


Sunday, June 8, 2014

Nothing Like A Good Book



He found my stash of Agatha Christie...
and a secluded spot in our cutting garden

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Strawberries in the Garden


Big crop of Strawberries coming in!
... and so far no slugs or bunnies!

Monday, September 9, 2013

Kitchen Garden



 

 



We finally took down the play system last winter and put it a new kitchen/cutting garden.

Turns out the soil is pure black gold (45 years of grass clippings and leaves piled here by the previous owner) and coupled with a perfect summer, created an amazing crop: zucchinis, cucumbers, peppers both hot and bell, tomatoes, beans, peas, cantaloupe, leeks, onions, grapevines, apples, blueberries... not to mention the flowers!



Thursday, April 12, 2012

A Walk in my Garden







... on a beautiful April day

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Back in my garden again


A riot of color
A little haphazard perhaps
It's survival of the fittest out here.

I've ignored my garden for so long
flowers long forgotten stretch to the sunshine and nod their heads at me
'yes, I'm still here'
the weeds have taken over
but at least they're green.

Honeysuckle mingles with the surviving climbing roses and fills the evening and morning air with it's heady fragrance.

I once had 17 climbing roses and too many shrub roses to count. The blooms are perfection, the scent heavenly, filling bouquets. But black spot won out, only a handful of roses left - I refused to spray and our wet springs did them in. But those that survived fill my cup every spring.

Rosa Rubia naturally resistant to disease. The flowers are tiny, but I love this climber for its red stems, grey green leaves and large rose hips that feed birds all winter.