I found this handwritten on the back of a recipe in a kitchen drawer the other day. I am sure I must have copied it from the old website, but it bears repeating (especially if you don’t like sprouts).
If Only (Lament from a Brussels Sprout)
If only I had been a bean
A carrot or an aubergine
A shiny pea,
That should’ve been me.
Alas, twas not…[Read more]
Festive feelings are long past
Everyone has gone
Bears, all cuddled furry-fast
Rest in bed, a Winter fast,
Under blankets warm and snug
All their dreams abounding
Ready soon to wake and roar
Yell, where’s Spring I want the sun…..
Don’t we all
Jolly festive times are past
Aunts and Uncles all gone home
Now ’tis time to simply fast
Usher out those extra pounds
Also welcome in a year
Rich and new with seeds abounding
Young, new plants in trays at last.
Dozing dormice hibernating
Eager gardeners plan their ploys
Chestnuts roasting by the fireside
Excited children wait for toys
Merrymakers in the market
Business boasting better buys
Each one planning for the Springtime
Rest in readiness is wise.
Carefully arrange your time
Eke out every day till sunset
Make sure…[Read more]
Did we already show this one?
The Garden Year. by Sara Coleridge
January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes, loud and shrill,
To stir the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daisies at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty…[Read more]
There’s good sheep dung in Normandy,
it’s underneath your feet
when traipsing round the orchard field;
by golly what a treat!
I secreted some in a sack once to bring home but hadn’t the nerve!! it went onto the Pres garden instead ….
… okay, I’ll get m’ coat laters
Ali that was so sublime,
A Santa letter quite divine.
I swear I never can recall,
A plea that asks not much at all,
Apart from sh.. you know what,
To come and land upon your plot.
I hope that Santa hears your plea
And dumps that poo for you to see,
On christmas morn, oh what a treat,
Your veg will then be good to eat!!!!!
AliCat’s Letter to Santa
A ball of twine would be divine or gardening gloves that would be loved
Some seed to give my feathered friends to keep them fed to winters end
A bag of grit to dress my pots or a couple of bags of potting compost
A pair of sheers to trim my hedge or old used bricks to make an edge
But most of all I ask from you for a…[Read more]
shine and shade on Leaves
rustling wind, dancing Freckles
in and out of light
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