tells the whole story. University intervened eventually and began again when we bought our first house. Have not been able to grow Sweet peas since though!
I was born in africa, so when i was young we always planted veg like peppers, corn, tomatoes and we had a lot of fruit trees like guava, mangoes,pears, pawpaw, bananna and plantain. when i first moved to the uk i only lived in flats till i got my own house and garden in 2006. it was just rubbish, brambles and a diseased apple and pear tree. over the years the garden has been transformed into my place of solace and oasis from the hussle and bussle of city life. my kids and OH always say i talk to my plants and give the plants more love than them. lol. I have tried to get them interested with no luck, so i have let them be. I am a plantaholic and always keep buying plants on the hoof so there is always winging of the garden being full of plants with no where to play.lol. i have definately caught the bug and get withdrawal syndrome around this time of year. The first thing i do every morning, is draw the curtains and gaze at my bare paradise with yearning and anticipation for the coming season. roll on spring, just cant wait to get out there and be one with nature again. I am sure my neighbours think i am bonkers or a pervert when i am standing still watching a garden which is virtually bare soil now, but in my mind i know how the garden looks in its full glory.Even as i watch the bare soil, i smile to myself knowing the beauty of what is hidden in the soil and what to expect in the coming season. lol, maybe i am just mad like my neighbours think. lol
Thoughly enjoyed reading that Berghill. Would that sort of thing be able to happen now. I doubt it. Reading it makes we realise what we as a people have lost
Got DVDs on my wishlist now Tink book idea is great too
Franco, my neighbours would probably favour you as I'm out in garden every morning in p.j.s and old coat whatever the weather. I often pull up a few weeds before showering. If it's dry I eat cereal outside and gaze.
Me An ancient bright yellow fleece and 'backdoor shoes' Bit like crocks wthout the holes. Usually with a lilac seaside bucket, small enough to pop in odd weed/ dead flower etc.
I think I was influenced by watching my mother doing her garden and her love of plants,I started my first garden in 1971 and it just grew from there.I just love being able to be outside creating my own bit of land ,failings and all,and I have to thank all those who inspired me and gave advice and all those that still do.
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I have just ordered DVD set of Geoff Hamilton progs - £9.50 from Amazon. Should come this week
Felt I needed his realistic approach
Agree with your philosophy there Bud.
I was travel sick. Beat that for a reason!
http://palustris.blogspot.co.uk/2007/05/chapter3.html
tells the whole story. University intervened eventually and began again when we bought our first house. Have not been able to grow Sweet peas since though!
I was born in africa, so when i was young we always planted veg like peppers, corn, tomatoes and we had a lot of fruit trees like guava, mangoes,pears, pawpaw, bananna and plantain. when i first moved to the uk i only lived in flats till i got my own house and garden in 2006. it was just rubbish, brambles and a diseased apple and pear tree. over the years the garden has been transformed into my place of solace and oasis from the hussle and bussle of city life. my kids and OH always say i talk to my plants and give the plants more love than them. lol. I have tried to get them interested with no luck, so i have let them be. I am a plantaholic and always keep buying plants on the hoof so there is always winging of the garden being full of plants with no where to play.lol. i have definately caught the bug and get withdrawal syndrome around this time of year. The first thing i do every morning, is draw the curtains and gaze at my bare paradise with yearning and anticipation for the coming season. roll on spring, just cant wait to get out there and be one with nature again. I am sure my neighbours think i am bonkers or a pervert when i am standing still watching a garden which is virtually bare soil now, but in my mind i know how the garden looks in its full glory.Even as i watch the bare soil, i smile to myself knowing the beauty of what is hidden in the soil and what to expect in the coming season. lol, maybe i am just mad like my neighbours think. lol
Thoughly enjoyed reading that Berghill. Would that sort of thing be able to happen now. I doubt it. Reading it makes we realise what we as a people have lost
Thank you so much for writing it.
lol Berghill great memories
Got DVDs on my wishlist now Tink book idea is great too
Franco, my neighbours would probably favour you as I'm out in garden every morning in p.j.s and old coat whatever the weather. I often pull up a few weeds before showering. If it's dry I eat cereal outside and gaze.
oh yes not slippers but wellies or crocs on feet too! Anyone else got favoured dress sense for gardening?
Me An ancient bright yellow fleece and 'backdoor shoes' Bit like crocks wthout the holes. Usually with a lilac seaside bucket, small enough to pop in odd weed/ dead flower etc.
Lovely story Berghill
In the sticks near Peterborough
I think I was influenced by watching my mother doing her garden and her love of plants,I started my first garden in 1971 and it just grew from there.I just love being able to be outside creating my own bit of land ,failings and all,and I
have to thank all those who inspired me and gave advice and all those that still do.