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A couple of weeks ago, after months of squelch, The Priory meadow was dry enough to support the weight of the Etesia ride-on mower … as well as my added weight sitting on top.  Had I tried to use it before the ground was firm, the Etesia would have carved up the grass like a …
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April brings wood anemones to The Priory and about time too. Of all the wildflowers that were already here when I arrived, the gradual increase of anemones over the past ten years has given the best reward. They have burgeoned in number using that simple – if obscure – technique of not strimming and mowing …
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April brings wood anemones to The Priory and about time too. Of all the wildflowers that were already here when I arrived, the gradual increase of anemones over the past ten years has given the best reward. They have burgeoned in number using that simple – if obscure – technique of not strimming and mowing …
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Here’s the second of an occasional reblogging series from my seven-year catalogue of posts. oooOOOooo It’s not as if I need an excuse to go up to Margaret’s farm for a natter and a cup of tea.  She’s my friend.  But in spring, my visits might be a little more regular than usual and last …
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I am ridiculously fond of some inanimate objects.  Too fond probably.  Long association with a non-sentient – some may say soulless – thing can forge an intimate bond and I am sometimes stupidly upset by its loss. Affection for my childhood collection of Biggles books needs no explanation – obviously – but take The Priory’s …
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It has been a terribly long wait since The Priory had snow enough to show and tell: a five-year wait.  The Beast from the East didn’t bring huge amounts of snow to my corner of Sussex; but if we were spared the havoc meted out to parts of the Kingdom, we had sufficient for me …
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It’s about time I offered a give-away, I think.  So, in a bizarre coincidence, here is one. April will see the launch of the brand new Ascot Spring Garden Show.  Aimed at keen gardeners and plants people, Ascot will be an annual horticultural event held at the famous racecourse, in association with The Savill Garden …
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The path of every gardener is strewn with mistake cowpats and beset by not-knowing-any-better-trip-wires.  Or at least mine is.  Here’s a handful which I’ve ‘enjoyed’ over the years. Rushing about during a chaotic house move, I grabbed an old bucket of water to pour on a much-loved and very thirsty, container-grown bamboo.  It was only …
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One good thing about growing older is ….. nope, I’m struggling.  One thing about growing older is that the physical graft of professional, full-time gardening becomes harder.  An obvious insight but one I mention nevertheless as it has become increasingly noticeable during my working day.  My back aches more than it used to, my joints …
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I am ridiculously fond of some inanimate objects.  Too fond probably.  Long association with a non-sentient – some may say soulless – thing can forge an intimate bond and I am sometimes stupidly upset by its loss. Affection for my childhood collection of Biggles books needs no explanation – obviously – but take The Priory’s …
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