A Short Back and Sides.....

Turning our attentions to some of the other pathways, we can see that not only is there more tarmac to lift, but our borders of beautiful fulsome greenery have encroached well beyond their allotted boundaries.  Were it not for the fact that they're growing over the paths, I'd tend to leave them - I love the scale of the more established trees and shrubs we have here.  What's more,  haircuts really aren't my thing.  Dunc's hedge-trimming hand, however, has been itching for some time now, and as the last of the rhododendrons fade, so does my resolve to allow Mother Nature free reign.

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Bringing the Outdoors Indoors....

Whilst the glorious bluebell season continues and new exciting treasures such as apple and rhododendron blossom enter stage-left, the rain interrupts work in the garden.  However, there's plenty of natural inspiration to be found in the house.

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When Life Gives You Lemons....

I have in mind which of the myriad outdoor jobs to get stuck into, but I always take whatever opportunity I can to walk around the garden to see what's coming through.  The big story at the moment is the bluebells. Whereas in Hove, April would be trumpeted in by the fat, periwinkle-blue cloches of Spanish bluebells, I'm delighted that our new garden is swathed with the dainty native ones - luscious lapis-blue and the stuff of woodland glades and fairy rings.

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Monty Don 'The Mesmerist'

The return of Gardener's World has primed me with a renewed conviction-cum-delusion that anything is horticulturally possible.  Monty Don, tells me that he has enjoyed a good winter - so much so that he's pruned all of his hedges; and this week I'm mesmerised as he turns to lopping his apple trees.  He looks quite tall, so I'm sure he has a significant height advantage; but the way his secateurs snap crisply through the branches is almost mystical to me with my patented chew-prune technique.

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