We’ve been to the hospital three times
Upon reflection, it is a miracle the garden only caused one of those visits. The first two times were for my partner, who’d managed to be both ill and injured – in that order. The third time… well, I’ll get to that.
Continue reading “In which three heroes save our princess from gardening’s peaks and troughs”
I have a few things I need to get off my chest, so this post is as much confessional as it is a gardening blog.
Topics include poop (of course),
disappointing my father, and my petty but deeply satisfying campaign of
vengeance against Blue Van Man.
Grab yourself a cup of tea.
Continue reading “With ferns in my woodland and revenge in my heart”
Sorry for the lack of posts. We have become parents and it is beyond exhausting.
Continue reading “Ferns, felines and inordinate feculence”
I’m deep in the research phase of this project. My armchair is surrounded by gardening books and magazines, and I’m voraciously consuming gardening-related television programs and podcasts.
Continue reading “All in all you’re just another fern in the wall”