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Leaves

From the window I see the cherry tree leaves quivering, as if they have read a stage direction ‘be afraid’ and they decide that shaking is the best way to show that.  But only briefly – when the wind drops or changes direction they cease, still again in the cold, close afternoon.

Greenwash makes me cross

A local gardening group recently made a song and dance in the local papers about getting a fair amount of money from a corporate body to create a wildflower meadow at our local Railway Station.  £1600 to be precise. The aim is to increase biodiversity – all very good.   They have done some good stuff – […]

Wisdom is a Butterfly

I am not sure what I have here. I was shelving some books earlier today a took down a book I didn’t really know. It’s a  book of poetry by W B Yeats – apparently borrowed from, and never returned to, the Scottish Women’s Hospitals – there is a a bookplate on the inside front cover.  That […]

I went coffeeneuring this Autumn

The idea was to cycle to 7 different coffee shops over 7 weekends.  It sort of worked.  It’s not that we  don’t have so many coffee shops here but many of the decent ones are closed on Sundays. One one occasion  I nearly had to go to Starbucks but came home instead, on a day […]

Escaping the morticed metaphors.

I came across the phrase ‘morticed metaphors’ in ‘The Greatest Prayer’ a book by Dominic Crossan about the Lord’s Prayer.  Crossan is wonderful for the way he can breathe new life into subjects that we think we know all about. The phrase comes from a fragment of poetry by Gerard Manley Hopkins.  it is just […]

This morning’s glory

This year I planted some Morning Glory seeds.  In the last few days the plants  have started to flower.  Each flower only lasts a day. Every morning I can go into the conservatory to see whether there is a flower, knowing that if I miss a day, I may miss the only chance to see […]

Vine trimming

We have a grape vine – it came with the house. 17 years ago when we moved in we were told it was about 100 years old, which means that it would now be about 120.  The greenhouse in which it grows it nowhere near that old, so somehow it survived the destruction of the […]