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Month: July 2020

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No Tiles Were Damaged

Friday, 31st July 2020. My intention to link what’s happening in my garden to everyday life brings me to record my trip to the hospital

Six on Saturday – Depth of Field

Our lives, like our gardens, are made up of the crisp clear images we portray to the world, together with our darker blurred backgrounds.

Double-jobbing

Friday, 24th July 2020 My bike-stand has served me well. When it’s not in use for washing my rothar, it doubles as a bird-feeder prop.

My Sock Is Falling Down

Every so often, I notice a plant that is struggling. One of the very obvious signs is severe dehydration. It droops noticeably, and would sink into a deep state of illness if the issue were not rectified.

Flying Ants Day & Birthday Celebrations

13th-17th July 2020. I have started into my sixty-third orbit of the sun, and to mark the occasion I include here excerpts from my Instagram

Three Little Things

It’s about being alive. About noticing all the little things, because no one ever knows if it’s the last time they’ll see them. (Tamara Ireland Stone)

Galway Lilies and Fields of Athenry

I have watched the long buds form slowly, and I’ve waited and waited for the first one to open. The Gaway Lily made me wait until yesterday.

Just Three Things

I thought it was wheat until my farm-raised wife upbraided me with a gentle “What would you know?”

Six on Saturday – Celebrations

4th July 2020. 2020 Act 2, the first Saturday of the second half of the year and it’s Independence Day if you are American or

Drought & Waterlogged

Who would have thought that using this vibrant red pot would be a bad idea? Most of my pots are plastic with a few expensive

Hamlet Cigar & A Shocking Discovery

The fairy door has moved AGAIN. It had been behind the Alchemilla for the last few weeks, but the little devils relocated overnight.