Harebells

Today has been mostly dull and fairly wet. The summits of Dead Man's Hill and Little Whernside have been obliterated by the low cloud and droplets hung on the Geraniums. Such a contrast with yesterday when the sky was clear and the sun shone. We had a trip through to Skipton in the sunshine, very pleasant and there were Harebells all the way along Braidley Bents, We could hardly get through Kettlewell for visitors as it was the annual Scarecrow Festival, and of course we had forgotten about it. The traffic between Kettlewell and Skipton was something else! We came home later than usual so that most of the visitors had had time to leave and we met fewer than we would have done earlier.

A wet Monday morning

Today dawned dull and damp. I wrote my piece for the Upper Dales Newsletter and Leyburn Life. By the time I had finished the sun was out and the day much warmer. It seemed that the song birds were glaring balefully at me for my neglect so I filled up the feeders and washed out those that had got wet and were quite disgusting. Its funny how meal worms go so smelly if they get wet. Last year when it was hot and dry I didn't notice any smell.
Strange that the sun's appearance changes how the world looks. I have a pink  hardy Geranium which was looking thoroughly disheveled, and now it has opened up a new spread of flowers. There are more sweet peas and the runner beans are flowering fit to bust. The wind was so strong last week that one of the pots blew over, but my other half set to with a nail and string and they now seem secure.
We're planning a trip out tomorrow, probably to Skipton. If you know the road its a lovely trip over the "Col de Park Rash". It scares many of the visitors but its fine when you're used to it! I shall look out for the Harebells on the roadside.

A fairy ring

There has been a dark circle in the grass for a few days, but this morning it has sprouted toadstools. I haven't seen one of these since I was a child, and certainly never on this patch of grass. The footpath runs just to the side of it, and one group of walkers took pictures of each other standing in the middle. They'll surely remember this part of their walk.

New Name

Well, as I couldn't even find the blog myself among all those with similar names, I have changed it, so perhaps the world will see me now.

Long time no write!

A long time since I wrote anything on this blog.
Things move on.
I have had 2 brushes with breast cancer, but I have been lucky and it seems to have been successfully dealt with. I have much to thank the Friarage Hospital for, and I am very grateful.
My little nursery has fallen by the wayside, but I put that down to travelling daily to the James Cook Hospital in Middlesbrough for 4 weeks. It's the nearest centre for radio-therapy and it's almost 60 miles each way. I had to do it in 2014 then again in 2017. Such things are apt to change one's perspective.

I still love where I live, and take great pleasure in my plants although I can't do as much as I once did, and I write the gardening column for two local newsletters :-
Leyburn Life and the Upper Dales Newsletter which is based in Hawes.

This is still the most beautiful place to live and I hope my husband and I stay well enough to enjoy it for years to come.

Hello folks, welcome to my world.

I hope some-one will be interested in what I can offer about growing things: plants, shrubs, trees, -  in fact anything I can get started and nurture here at 800 feet or so above sea level in North Yorkshire.

This is an incredibly beautiful place to live and I count myself lucky that now that I have retired I have time to enjoy it all. I can't say that it's a beautiful day today because there's a gale blowing and half the plants on my sale table are now horizontal. I could go out and stand them up again, but in the present conditions it seems a bit pointless. I think an hour in the greenhouse potting up some cuttings might be more useful.