“Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad.”
If you’ve watched the video just posted about Baba Anujka (Grandmother Annie…I CANNOT make this up ! ) you might’ve noticed how easy it is for a Scot to pronounce Slavic names/words. Is there a link thereabouts? I’m very sad that my Scottish accent was ridiculed/mocked/bullied out of me by the time I was 8 […]
I’m planting in memory of Ophelia. A part of my garden will be dominated by Rosemary. Pansies are so very gorgeous. Sigh. Fennel I can take or leave as food – but the foliage is amazing. Columbine is my favourite name but I grew up calling them Granny’s Bonnet. Now they are Aquilegia. Whatever. Gorgeous. […]
Wiki : Malory Towers Where the fluff did that come from? Well. I was in the garden this morning, remembering my grandparents and how much they taught me about nature. And remembering the back bedroom. The single bed. The rag rug my Dad had made. And the little bookcase filled with Mum’s childhood books. Mostly […]
I just KNOW how little I really KNOW. OK. Learned a few things here. Like – don’t throw the out of date eggs in the bin EVER AGAIN, you GB numpty. SMH :o(
Yep. I’ve found a teacher. This summer I will be taking time out. I have 2 acres of Mother Earth to regenerate and food to grow for my family. Strawberries and new potatoes seem to be the most popular, right now. Go figure! Being a “fair-weather” gardener and this being the UK…I’ll pop back inside […]
If you are a Spotify member you can listen to this amazing live recording of the above song. I’m NOT so I can’t share a link. But I DO have it downloaded. In the meantime. Via yt – Eddi Reader : The Wanting Kind. This song is about someone who has EVERYTHING that they want […]
Or simply Enya. Sister of Moya. I seem to’ve been on a bit of an Irish vibe today. Especially as all my builders could OUT CRAP Basil’s O’Reilly. I’ve got piles of bricks too! Oh. Yes. Music. Enya Only Time. MY Garden : 4th May 2009
And I do live in Paradise. I have the house that I’ve always dreamed of and the garden. 2 and a bit acres with about a million (?) trees. An orchard. Veg patch. Wild bits. Parts where only fools dare to tread because of the rabbit warrens. Birds and beasts by the ton. This place […]
The dried sage that I bought from Amazon has Always refused to stay lit. The scented candle that I bought the other day, when stuck in a 2m apart supermarket q here and wait farce, smelled ok for a minute. AHA! Thought I – add one to the other. Oh. Poop. AHA! Thought I – […]