Nothing cures a common cold, not even Jemeson whiskey. However, against all the odds, I keep trying for a breakthrough.
This little conifer doesn’t look right. I’ve a feeling there’s something wrong. In fact, I’d say there’s something happening underground that’s not helping matters.
It’s still going strong! Gaura has been in flower since early July and I love it!
My love of gardening came from mam, as she tended her small terraced garden. I can clearly remember her love of dahlias, roses, sweet peas and marigolds.
The lettuces and spinach have been moved to the shadier side of the garden. They will get good sunshine until lunchtime, but for that to happen the sun must shine.
Sunday, 15th November 2020. Pádraig. GrowWriteRepeat | Social Links |
The Manic Fairy was all riled up yesterday and he said he was going to cause trouble.
What riled him?
You bought that Fairy Door in New Ross last week, and you just moved it to Abbeyside without asking.
You can’t be just moving fairy doors wherever you want.
ALERT: This article is an edited version of today’s earlier one (Halloween), with added thoughts, some of which you may find distressing.
Sunday, 18th October 2020. Pádraig. GrowWriteRepeat | Social Links |
Tuesday, 8th September 2020. As a bald man, I’ve skinned my head badly on a regular basis when entering the glasshouse. The sharp lintel is
This week there’s been a bit of everything: chiropractor, haircut, wedding anticipation, a shameless off-piste plug for my daughter, barbecue, plenty wine, some sleep and
Monday, 1st June, shortly after 7am: I am shocked to witness the sheer brazenness of our resident blackbird, as she munched through the very first