What isisisisis a Garden?

So What ISISISIS A Garden? Aldeburgh town, in the Empty Quarter of Suffolk,  and on threat  of being sucked into the waters of the North Sea,  is no everyday  resort.  Pole down the road across the marshes, past the flagged-up golf club and the brown mass of the sea drapes itself  in front of you….

Rome – city of fountains

Can there be anywhere else like it for the squirt, drip and gush of water?    Tritons clapped on the back of houses and travertine horses riding smooth-shod across the continents various?  In Rome you are never far from a fountain.   There are decidedly fascist lions up the Piazzo del Popolo end that spew…

10 reasons why I hate planting plans

1.  They create unreasonable expectation. 2.  They are totally static and nature is not. 3.  Planting plans have people drooling for the ultimate moment of peak perfection for that lovely flower only to have to stare at the wrong foliage or dead die back for almost all the rest of the year. Please do follow…

The Staverton oaks of Suffolk

In this place there are thousands of ancient oaks.  Old and hoary and with trunks that look like agonised faces dissolving in lava.  Many are dieing on their feet.  They are like Indian elephants – domesticated that is and  planted as a  deer park 700 years ago by the local monks.  Pollarded tops gave them…

A watery landscape in Norfolk

Yesterday was spent in Waterworld.  Driving along levees beside which marched rows of willows ripe for the pollard.  Past mills and dykes and marshes and boatyards.  On the ordnance survey  the language is uber aqueous:   Commissioners Dyke, Turf Fen and Swim Coots. Reach for a map and see between Norwich and Caistor on Sea …

Plantaholic POST

Eranthus hyemalis:   I would not be so in love with this little plant if the weather had sulked less this February.  By now a gasping need to look at colour is upon me.  The  winter aconites, oh so yellow with  shiny pierrot ruffs,   are  strewing themselves  round the moss mound under the oaks….

Pinterest for garden designers

So, a brief description of Pinterest  from the demi-ignorant.  An admission from the outset:  the time I have been spending on Pinterest is wonder blunder.  The feeling is like being on a horse that is about to bolt. There are mouthwatering pictures to distract and without any discipline, buttons get pushed.  I tried, for instance,…

Aaieeeeee – the paparazzi are here

TT is for  Territorial Army, touch your toes and Terrified Tuesday.  I have decided to keep a photo-diary of  things that induce uneasiness.   This above all has been sitting on my desktop making me  want to dive into the kneehole beneath. I saw this  grouping of beclawed banshees at the Cass Foundation, down in…