I couldn’t resist sharing a sneak peak from my most recent visit to one of my favourite gardens, Gresgarth Hall in Caton, Lancashire for their Hellebore Open Day.
I always like to know when people who really live and breathe the garden think is the best time to visit. Continue reading “Hellebore Day 2015 at Gresgarth Hall”
I’m sharing this gallery of English roses in shades of orange and apricot in response to the weekly photo challenge: orange. The roses featured are Continue reading “Gallery of orange English roses”
I’m writing this with a shiny face. My mother has some unusual allergies (including to blue dye) and I’ve inherited enough skin sensitivity to be cautious. So don’t buy me expensive formulas of soap, shower gel or bath stuff – I’m a Simple girl in more ways than one.
If I fancy a blissful, relaxing bath, I often swirl in a few drops of natural essential oils before stepping in – perhaps rose or neroli, which is made from the flowers of Seville oranges.
These three natural perfumes are luxury purchases but I enjoy having this small way to harness the natural healing and soothing power of plants.
The garden is more of a miracle than we know. Continue reading “Bliss in a bottle”
A night view from The American Queen Steamboat of the place where two rivers meet. Continue reading “Impressions: river at night”
I’m starting this occasional series on writers and writing by sharing some photos that help place the most romantic literary siblings England has ever produced, Emily, Anne and Charlotte Brontë, in their Yorkshire town, Haworth. Continue reading “Haworth: home of the Brontës”
My reward for waiting for finer weather? A blissful walk among some late February snowdrops, dancing on the wind at Rode Hall in Cheshire, North West England.