September 2018 – apples, visitors and a surprise Hibiscus

The garden continues to surprise us. Finding a flower on the ground beneath a tangle of shrubs led to a search and a great deal of thinning out of intermingled branches.  This beautiful Hibiscus, covered in blooms was revealed in all its glory.

Grandson Joe passed his driving test, bought a car and brought granddaughter Cerys to see us for the weekend. We had a walk round Shrewsbury and were impressed with the Quarry Gardens by the River Severn.

My sister, Glen, came for a holiday and we visited the museum at Ironbridge. As a member of the Surrey Industrial Archaeological Society, she had been involved in rescuing a turbine which was given to the museum. It was disappointing to find that the staff knew nothing about it.  We eventually found it, in pieces outside the building without any indication of what it is or how it came to be there.

We also took her to the 1st century Roman City of Viroconium. It began as a legionary fort but grew to be the fourth largest city in Roman Britain. The site is quiet now and it needs a great deal of imagination to visualise the noise, bustle and smells created by its 5000 inhabitants.

Blackbirds have been feasting on the amazing crop of Bramley windfalls,  but there were plenty left for making puree. The freezer is now well-stocked in readiness for an assortment of pies and puddings. Local blackberries were abundant too and I made Bramble Syrup and added some to The Botanist to make Bramble Gin. I also made Bramble Syrup and Elderberry Rob, the former for topping ice cream, and the latter for adding to hot water as a cure for colds.

The most exciting wildlife sighting came from a sparrowhawk. I saw it bring a woodpigeon to the ground adjacent to the road at the front of our house. It was so engrossed in plucking its kill that I got quite close for a series of photographs. We live at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac so I was able to watch it for several minutes before a car appeared and caused it to drag its prey into the bushes.

Despite the huge number of windfalls the Bramley is still laden with apples We are picking the ones we can reach and although we’ve stored enough to last for several months we’ve had plenty to give to neighbours.

August 2018 – lots of gardening but time for a few outings

This month we had our first holiday since 2016. Last year was taken up with the move to Shropshire, and, with eight trips, before the final move, we had no time for anything else. So an invitation to stay at ‘The Keeper and The Dell in Norfolk’ was not to be missed.

This is a wedding venue, and the owners, friends of Ashlyn’s, were going on holiday and needed someone to keep an eye on the site and feed the goats!  There’s a campsite as well as cabins  and the large marquee can accommodate a hundred people.  There’s a fire pit for evening gatherings and fairy lights around the buildings. It’s all very pretty although this night time view of one of the buildings is somewhat obscured by smoke from the fire pit!

We spent a week there with Ashlyn, Matthew, Olive and the puppy, Luna. Caryl and Cerys joined us for four days. When Ashlyn and Olive had to return to London for a day’s appointment  we took Caryl and Cerys to Wells-next – the-Sea. So we had our first sight of the sea since leaving Islay!

Back home, a new addition to the insect species for our garden was an Oak Bush-Cricket. It’s an arboreal species, mainly living in mature trees, but this one had landed on the top of our garden gate so was easily photographed.

Common Blue butterflies mating was another pleasing sight. We have them in the garden but this pair was photographed at the Shropshire Wildlife Trust’s Dolgoch Reserve  near Pant. Unfortunately, the plant in the background, Cotoneaster, is rapidly colonising the site to the detriment of native species.

Richard, as usual, spent a great deal of time lying on the ground. Often this posture is in order to take photographs but on this occasion he was checking for glandular hairs on an Eyebright!

Entertainment of a different kind came when we went to an open air performance of The Tempest in the grounds of Shrewsbury Castle. It was performed in the traditional Elizabethan style by an all-male group ‘The Lord Chamberlain’s Men’.

My article on Alien Animals appeared in Scottish Islands Explorer magazine – but unfortunately the caption about problematical alien animals was superimposed on the photograph of a hare instead of on the one of a mink. The text states clearly that hares don’t have an adverse effect on our native species in the Hebrides.

Making use of our National Trust membership we had a walk around the grounds of Erdigg where we saw a Purple Hairstreak on the gravel path and found a few Violet Helleborines flowering under trees in a rough woodland area. My favourite photograph of the day was this view down a long tree-lined avenue.




July 2018 – and the willow drops another branch.

This time, instead of falling on the river garden, an enormous branch dropped across the public footpath and over the footbridge into our garden. An urgent phone call to Ben of ‘Wood Matters’ brought a speedy response and by bedtime he had cleared the path. A few days later he came back to cut up the wood and we followed behind to clear the debris and mow the grass.

Several times, Richard has seen the flash of a Kingfisher as it follows the curve of the burn on its way downstream. I have never been lucky until now but my patience was rewarded with far more than the usual brief sighting. I saw the splash as the bird dived into the water and I watched it emerge and fly to a twig among a clump of grasses. There it stayed for several minutes, the only frustration being the blades of grass which obscured what should have been a perfect view. However, I was able to get this shot from the dining room – just enough to prove that it really happened.

Richard is embarking on a new venture. Wanting to put his knowledge and talents (the latter word is mine not his!) he is planning to give talks, one of which will be ‘The Botanist Gin – our part in a global success story’. I took this photo for him to use on his new Facebook page which is entitled ‘The botanists of The Botanist Gin’.  Although it’s now been pointed out to me that we should change it for a new photo which features both of us.

The garden continues to delight as well as provide endless opportunities for a very different kind of gardening. We had worked wonders on our 1.2 acres of wild, windswept, salt-sprayed garden on Islay. Now we have to work out how to contend with a rather heavy clay soil that is inundated by floodwater on several occasions throughout the year. it provides an interesting challenge and we are fortunate to have areas above the high water mark where we can also have conventional borders. Two Yuccas are in bloom and they are producing  several young plants which should add delight in the years to come.

June 2018 – more flowers and a magic moment with a dormouse

One of our most attractive trees flowered spectacularly throughout the month. It’s an old specimen of a dark-leaved Elder and has the most delightful deep pink flowers.

The Rhododendron has been removed. Neighbour Chris saw me struggling and kindly  took over the complete removal of the huge rootstock. This made way for renovating the border and replanting with perennials. Foxgloves and Campanulas  settled in well and came into bloom surprisingly quickly.

On her birthday, daughter Ashlyn came with Matthew, Olive and her Finnish Laphund puppy. It was lovely for us – but rather upset Leo! He spent most of their visit in the Field Maple tree. However, he was keeping a close eye on the proceedings because he was back in the house as soon as their car left the drive.

Incidentally, the Field Maple is not on good health. It has a hollow in the trunk and has produced a huge bracket fungus. Many of the tiny twigs  are dying and whenever there is a wind they break off and litter the lawn and border. It looks as if we will have to do something drastic with it – maybe cut it back to about 15 feet, kill it completely and grow a climbing rose up it. There are lots of Field Maples around and we have several in the hedge so it isn’t a conservation problem.

More work in the garden involved the removal of a derelict shed and the erection of a new potting shed. The windows will overlook two sides of the lower lawn and one end of the workbench will be an ideal place to sit and write. It won’t be as spectacular a my log cabin on the shore of our Islay garden but I’ll be very happy with it.

A success from Islay came in the form of a few Northern Marsh Orchids. They were abundant in our wild garden and several had seeded themselves into pots. We brought six of them with us and four  have flowered.

The river garden continues to be a delight although it is rather overgrown. Time is needed in the main garden so I haven’t been able to give it much attention. However, I pulled out all the Himalyam Balsam and removed a lot of nettles. Dragonflies were around on sunny days and we added a new one to our list – a Broad-bodied Libellula.

A final treat for the month was accompanying The Shropshire Mammal Group on a monitoring exercise. We had to make an early start as dormice spend the night in a state of torpor, so, until the weather warms up, they can be handled briefly without disturbing them. What a privilege to hold such a tiny rarity!

Lewis Carroll must have know a thing or two about dormice because a very sleepy one features in the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party when it wakes briefly to state – ‘You might as well say that  I breathe when I sleep” is the same thing as “I sleep when I breathe”!’


May 2018 – and suddenly the garden is blooming.

I’m finding so much pleasure in my garden. There seems to be a surprise round every corner as I discover what was left behind by the previous owners. Most are welcome but I have been waging war on a forest of Euphorbias which have seeded profusely and concern me with their copious amounts of irritating sap. The Rhododendron bloomed well but I think it was a case of making one last effort before it began to die – so out it came.

Now that the weather is warming up we are seeing more signs of wildlife. Two female goosanders appeared with eleven goslings in tow and they stayed  in the vicinity for several days. It was lovely to watch them from our dining room window.

While I was moving a heap of stones from a border I found a toad. It seemed unconcerned and I was able to re-instate its hiding place. It’s good to know that we have both frogs and toads making their homes in our garden.

The bird feeders are not used so much now and when they are empty I will disinfect them and put them away for the summer. However, an unexpected visitor came in the form of a long-tailed field mouse (sometimes known as a woodmouse). It made several forays to collect seeds before scurrying away under the decking.

Butterflies are visiting in larger numbers and it’s interesting to have species which didn’t occur on Islay. Holly Blues like the Ceanothus and a pair of mating Gatekeepers made use of the Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’ leaves.

April 2018 – and spring is truly here.

The water level finally fell, the sun came out and the cherry tree in our river garden came into bloom.

A pair of goosanders frequented the Raebrook – providing an interesting contrast with the red-breasted mergansers which we often saw on the sea at the bottom of our Islay garden.

As her birthday fell in the Easter holidays  our daughter Caryl was able to come over for tea and her favourite chocolate orange cake birthday cake.  As you can see I had trouble with the icing. Luckily the wonky finish didn’t affect the taste.

Signs of spring come in the form of lambs in the fields opposite the house. We  hear the constant contact calls between ewes and their offspring although these twins seem happy enough to snuggle up together under an old tree trunk.

And this view of one of the entrances to the badger sett reminded me that spring is a time for spring-cleaning. Old bedding is scattered across the spoil heaps. Perhaps I should follow suit!


March 2018 – and the usual mix of mad March weather.

A little snow at the beginning of the month enhanced our river garden but soon turned to rain. Water crushed  down from the Welsh hills to flood the Raebrook – and our garden.

When the floodwater receded a moorhen ventured under the footbridge to forage among the debris. We often see them on the brook and in the river garden but this was a first for the main garden.

Winter visitors were still around – especially redwing and fieldfare. They’re easy to distinguish when you get views as good as these.

I’m sure that some of the nine blackbirds were visitors too as we don’t normally see so many together.  They feasted on the fat balls which they could reach from the terrace balustrade.

We had a  great treat when we went to a Youth Orchestra concert in the Birmingham Symphony Hall. Granddaughter Cerys played several percussion instruments. She even played the big bass drum which was quite a feat as she’s only just tall enough to see over the top.

Richard celebrated his birthday and, as always, I made his favourite cake – toffee walnut with a vanilla fudge topping.

So, Spring is officially here. Lesser celandines are popping up all over the garden. Blackthorn is in flower and soon there will be blossom on the trees in the garden.

February 2018 – and more snowdrops

On the 2nd of February we woke to a heavy frost, a little more snow and the Raebrook covered in a thick layer of ice. A cormorant was a welcome but unexpected visitor to our river garden.

Unable to keep away from snowdrops, we made three more visits to the valley of the Cound Brook. Each time there were more flowers in bloom and we both took dozens of photographs.

Neither of us had ever seen such a wonderful display over such a wide area.Then it was time to make a start on renovating the garden. It had been badly neglected and we knew there was a lot of work to do because the borders were slipping into the paths and the paths were slipping into the borders. Richard started to edge the borders with timber in readiness for laying landscape fabric and gravel on the paths. I suspect it will be a long hard job as there are lots of paths and little available time.

The bird feeders continue to be busy with a steady stream of blue, coal, great and long-tailed tits, nuthatches, robins, and even a goldcrest. Blackbirds and house sparrows, dunnocks, starlings and a jackdaw are frequent visitors too. Song thrushes seem to be very scarce. We miss them because there were lots on Islay, so many that I once counted seven singing in the short distance between our house and Kilnaughton Wood.

Wanting to get back into a writing routine I had offered to co-ordinate a new U3A Writing Group and we had our first meeting in the Pontesbury Community Library. The intention is to meet on the 1st and 3rd Thursdays of each month and to develop our writing skills though prompts and discussion.


2018 – a new year dawns

Morning walks are a joy – and this one in the fields above the house agave me a lovely view of the valley pooled in mist. Another great joy came from feeding the birds, especially the daily visits from a flock of long-tailed tits.

Ben of ‘Wood Matters’ came with his team to chop up the fallen willow and remove a decaying branch.

But the exciting part was the removal of the fifty foot Leylandii which, if it had ever fallen, would have demolished the house. The skill involved was fascinating to behold. And what a difference it has made to the garden! We now benefit from an extra hour of sunshine.

My birthday arrived on the 22nd January and it was lovely to have a visit from Caryl, Joe and Cerys – something that never happened on Islay. It’s hard to believe I’m 77! When I was younger I thought old people felt old. Thankfully I don’t – well, not most of the time. It’s just when I look in the mirror that I get a reminder!

When I was a little girl I had a distant relation who was a nun at Stanbrook Abbey in Worcestershire. Every year, for my birthday, she used to send a few snowdrops from the abbey gardens.  On Islay, over the years, the ones I introduced into the garden multiplied into hundreds and I always had a few in bloom on my birthday. I knew I’d miss them when we moved so as soon as we bought number 46 in 2017 I brought some and planted them around the trees. There was no sign of them on my birthday, so Richard  was determined to find some for me. He checked the Flora of Shropshire and took me for a walk along the Cound Brook where we found the first ones coming into bloom. It was such a lovely walk that we went back a week later when we found them all along the brook.

By the end of the month the ones in the garden were beginning to push their tiny green spears through the grass. Hopefully they’ll soon start to multiply and with a bit of luck will bloom for my next birthday.

December 2017 – another year draws to a close.

Snow snow snow – In the Hebrides snow was such a rarity that my eldest pupil made her first snowman at the age of eleven!  We abandoned school for the day and made footprints and snow angels and we had the inevitable snowball fights.

Here, the first fall came on the eighth and continued until the eleventh. It wasn’t much fun for people who had to go out to work but we were able to enjoy the garden and walks into the nearby fields. I took dozens of photographs and here are three of the best.

We loved everything about it but he best part was being able to follow badger footprints and to know for certain that they were safe inside their sett. 

On the 14th, no doubt brought down by the weight of snow, one of the willows in the river garden lost a branch and as the snow melted the river flooded

We made our first visit to Attingham Park where we enjoyed the display of decorated Christmas trees. There was one in every room and they were all splendid but my favourite was the one decorated in white origami peace doves.

For the first time in years we were able to have all our family together at Christmas. On New Year’s Eve we woke to an unusual  stripey sunrise – and a hope that 2018 will be a good year for us all.