There I was digging this hole…….

Well the new pond liner I bought a few weeks ago because it was on special offer has been sitting around at the top of the garden and I’ve been putting off digging the hole. Today it was cooler so I decided to have a go.

Not an easy task digging in my garden. There is rock very close to the surface then a layer of clay then another layer of rock.

A big rock lurked right in the bottom of where I wanted the pond so I attacked it with a pick axe (not very successfully!) then spotted a long and heavy crowbar in my shed. Remembering basic physics I used that to lever the rock out. Success!

A piece of carpet underlay laid in the hole and the pond filled with water, I then used the rocks I’d dug out to surround the pond.

Looking forward to seeing wildlife moving in.

and while I was taking photos I thought I’d share my lovely Chusan palm with you. I’ve had this since it was very small and I always wanted a palm tree with a hairy trunk.  Can you spot my sweet metal dragon too?

Happy gardening 🙂


The Field of Dreams


In a quiet corner of sleepy Somerset, in the pretty village of South Petherton there is a beautiful field which has been sown with a glorious display of wild flowers. The owners open this jewel to the public for a few weeks every year in return for a donation to charity.

Walking in my ancestors’ footsteps

Those who know me well will also know that researching my family history is one of my passions. I’ve been doing it for many years but only seriously for about 15.
It’s always fun to find new names to add to my multi-branched family tree but the really interesting thing is to go to the places where the people lived and to try to imagine what their lives were really like.

I’ve spent many hours visiting churches or villages and also trying to find the houses where my ancestors once lived. Rich or poor it is always fascinating.

Last weekend I went on a mini voyage of discovery. I persuaded a friend to come along to keep me company and we set off to Lincolnshire to visit two of my grander ancestral homes. It was a long drive but well worth the journey.

Having travelled up on Friday we stayed the night in a B & B then spent Saturday enjoying a Living History event at Tattershall Castle.

Then on Sunday we visited Old Hall Gainsborough…once home of the Hickman family.


My new leaf cutter bees

I’m really pleased today. Last year a number of leaf cutter bees made their clever little nests in the pretty little bee hotel my lovely daughter gave me. It was such fun watching them working and I looked after the baby bees over winter by wrapping their home in protective garden fleece.

It’s been such a wet miserable year until a few days ago that I was worried they were not going to hatch but the warm sunshine has brought them out. Yesterday I could hear munching as they were eating their way out. This morning I even managed to spot one resting before it flew away. Here is my photo of the newly emerged bee.



Then this afternoon I saw an older leaf cutter bee starting the cycle all over again by making a new nest.

It’s great making space for these fascinating little animals. 🙂

An unusual flower

I bought these plants a couple of years ago but this year they are really doing well.

In case you have never seen one before these are bergamot plants. I used my new camera to photograph them and I think they are looking great.

My blue and pink flower bed is also coming along very nicely!

Revisiting a much loved home

Life has its funny little twists and turns!

I was chatting to my sister about a wooden floor I fancy having when we reminded ourselves of the beautiful mohuhu wood block floor our parents put in a home we once had built and lived in.

It’s been half a lifetime since I last saw the house but I did a google and spotted it is up for sale. Having sent the present owners some old photos of how it used to be I was very kindly invited to lunch with them last Friday.

So just days after thinking about Lindens I was once again in the home I used to love and seeing a mature garden where we once planted trees and shrubs in a field.

Isn’t this lovely?


Last week I went on a day trip to Avebury. It’s a lovely place to visit. First of all I went to the manor house which belongs to the National Trust.  This lovely house recently featured in a TV series called “To the Manor Reborn” and it was refurnished and decorated to allow visitors to touch things and try to imagine how it might have been to live in the house in previous eras.

The village of Avebury sits inside prehistoric stone circels and despite the rain it was a beautiful place to explore.