Bluebells, you take my breath away with your spectacular spring show. A scene like this is the stuff of fairy tales.
Did you know you can find your nearest bluebell walk online? We’re off to Wales this Bank Holiday weekend to visit the other half’s family and I’m hoping they can be persuaded to go bluebell hunting with me. It’s coming towards the end of bluebell season but I’ve heard they’re late this year so fingers crossed we’ll find some.
These photos were taken in 2011 by Luke in the woods at Aberglasney. It’s truly quite spectacular and well worth a visit.
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For me Easter always used to be about how much chocolate I could cram into my mouth, a trip to the beach (it’s still nice in NZ generally) and, later on, how much extra partying I squeeze into a four-day weekend. These days I only feel the need to consume a small amount of chocolate and as for the partying, well I can take or leave it. I must be getting old. Let’s just not mention the beach again.
This Easter I spent in Wales for the second year in row, staying with Mr Ukulele’s family. They live just outside of Swansea in some village I can’t pronounce. (No matter how hard I try I don’t think I’ll ever get it right.) And again like last year, they were only too happy to take us off on some day trips exploring gorgeous south and west Wales. First stop was two antiques shops in Llandeilo, a town in Carmarthenshire. I would’ve liked to walk away with half the stuff there. A massive range of old china, pictures, furniture and just about every old thing I could ever desire all. Unfortunately, there was just no way I would’ve been able bring it back with me on the train to London.
I’m still on the hunt for a perfect traditional blue platter. Unfortunately these were more antique shop prices than junk shop prices.
There was a grand selection of traditional Welsh blankets for sale. I’m still regretting not buying one as they were more reasonably priced than any you see in London.
Immediately next door to the antique shops (actually they are more like antique warehouses than shops) is the sweetest little garden centre. Again, I was tempted but sadly I couldn’t see it being easy to drag plants back on the train.
All the spring flowers were putting on their best show. The tulips.
The grape hyacinths.
And especially the fritillaria. I’ve been besotted with this bulb ever since I saw photos of its little purple checked flowers in a book when I was just a wee girl. They don’t grow in the Southern Hemisphere so I’m still quite fascinated by them. How are they checked? Just how? I did plant some bulbs last Autumn but sadly they don’t seem to have come up unlike the rest of my Spring flowers.
I left the buying up to Mr Ukulele’s mum, who came away with plants and a very sweet pressed glass cake stand.
I really wished we’d driven to Wales so I could have packed up a car with loads of plants and treasures from the antique stores. Maybe next Easter…
Remember that ridiculously cold Saturday a few weeks back, just before the snow came? For some unknown reason, I decided to venture into my garden to see how it was coping in the cold, to pick some kale, and to see if I could spy the first few flakes falling.
The kale I grew from seed is going strong, and is one of the few things that has survived the cold. All good kale recipe suggestions are welcomed. My cauliflowers are still doing okay too, but have some way to go before they’ll be dinner.
Big Ginger here was watching me. Just chilling in a hidden pot. Too shy to come over for a pat, but happy to pose for a photo. I hope he found somewhere warm to hide before the snow came.
This is a forgotten frozen beetroot. Planted last summer, it never made it to the salad bowl as it grew too slowly. Poor old beet.
I’m looking forward to rediscovering my green thumbs from underneath my mittens. I’m planning on planting beans, more beets and loads more. I’m also making it my mission to fill the dozens of empty pots that came with the garden. It’s the first time I’ve lived in a flat with a proper garden since moving to London, and I’m so looking forward to transforming what was a completely Blackberry strangled jungle to my own green sanctuary.
Note: if you’re wondering why the colours in this post are so whack, it was that weird light before snow came, and I’ve been playing around with Lightroom for a bit of fun.
Happy Halloween weekend. Do you have loads of exciting things planned? I don’t and I’m really looking forward to it. It’s been a bit manic and I’ve been a very bad blogger of late! But things seemed to have calmed down a bit. Well slightly. For the next five minutes anyway.
Here are some pics from our day trip last weekend to the lovely Petersham Nurseries.
Despite the fact that I loathe the colour orange and am not really a fan of anything pumpkin related food wise, I loved the wonderful displays of gourds at Petersham Nurseries. The bell jars were my favourites.
I highly recommend a trip to the nurseries for lunch, tea or even just for a look around. We had a lovely lunch and I came away with a very beautiful Maidenhair fern that is sitting in front of me as I type.