Author Archives: Chloris

In my opinion magnolias are the aristocrats of the tree world and they are the ones with the most ancient lineage. Fossil remains have been found dating back to the Cretaceous period; that is 145-146 million years ago. Get your … Continue reading →

Well spring has definitely sprung even if many people are too sunk in apocalypse gloom to notice much. But as gardeners we do notice and being outside in our own little kingdoms is a wonderful way to escape from the … Continue reading →

It’s that time of year again at last. Cheery daffodils mean spring, although most of us aren’t feeling the usual seasonal euphoria and perhaps Hector’s expression sums up the 2020, spring vibe.  But still, don’t you feel sorry for non-gardeners … Continue reading →

Four years ago I created a winter garden here and since then I have gradually enlarged it and now I think it is looking really good. And it needs to look good to cheer the spirits on a day like … Continue reading →

Last week I featured a pink Pussy Willow in my vase. The garden was full of blooms and looked springlike and I was keen to celebrate it. Today, the garden is still wearing its spring party dress but it’s forgotten … Continue reading →

I just love February blooms but this year it has been difficult to find a chance to get out and enjoy them with constant winds and Biblical  downpours of rain.  I am a year- round gardener and wouldn’t dream of … Continue reading →

I have to admit that I am a hellebore bore. I am crazy about winter blooming flowers. I spend hours crooning over snowdrops and  then we get the hellebores which start in January and then get better and better throughout … Continue reading →

I am a mug for a jug. I don’t know why but I can’t resist them. If I am feeling a bit under-the-weather or endless storms keep me out of the garden I trawl through jugs on eBay and add … Continue reading →

In the UK we are all still cringing after the impact of a very frisky  Storm Ciara. When we arrived here there were nine mature birch trees at the bottom of the garden. In 2015 there were seven. Most  years … Continue reading →

‘Chaste snowdrop, venturous harbinger of spring, And pensive monitor of fleeting years!’  To a Snowdrop. William Wordsworth. I’m not surprised that Lakeland Willy wrote odes to these little beauties. I almost feel one coming on myself, except in this day … Continue reading →