Ravendale House

Yesterday I harvested my last crop of the year, sweetcorn. I didn’t think it had done too well, but when I came to pick it, things weren’t as bad as I had feared.

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Today I thought I’d have a look back at my gardening year, highs, lows and everything in-between. It’s not been the greatest year due to the poor summer weather and my bad shoulder, but here goes anyway.

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It’s blowing a gale today, no change there then, so I looked for an indoor job to do.

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They say a weed is just a plant growing in the wrong place. Whilst I would argue there are some exceptions to this, I do think it perfectly describes the Speedwell that grows in one part of our garden.

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I seem to have been travelling down memory lane a lot recently what with teenage holidays in Wales and Sunday School concerts. I suppose that’s one draw-back of growing older, your single track road turns into a 3 lane motorway of memories to choose from.

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As a teenager in the late 1960’s I can remember many happy holidays spent with my family on the Lleyn Peninsula in North Wales. It was on one of those holidays that I first read the book ‘I Bought a Mountain’ by Thomas Firbank.

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