Having had “One of those days”, I am so grateful that it began with beauty. The frost turned everything into works of art, from leaves lingering on table tops to compost not swept up. The hellebore leaves, harbingers of flowers to come, looked as if someone had taken a tipex pen to them and outlined…
Read more…

At this time of year the grasses in the pond border really come alive. The intense yellow of the dying Molina foliage visible at the far left above glows on even grey damp days, and the pale straw of the Miscanthus blooms provide a lovely contrast to the fire of the Acer palmatum ‘Atropurpureum’ in…
Read more…