Celebrating gardens, photography and a creative life
We were fortunate to be able to visit Bridgewater after a night of snowfall this week. As we didn’t win the garden visit lottery by having a bright blue sky too, my pictures are a little sombre – some, even Gothic. Continue reading “Winter Gardens: Visiting RHS Bridgewater on a Snowy Day”
I don’t usually use featured headers, but I wanted to share some of the feeling of being immersed in flowers you could enjoy, even from the edge of this cramscape. Continue reading “Never Heard of Cramscaping? Check Out Tatton’s Bold, Joyful Show Garden”
I’ve never had much success growing orchids, but their sturdily-constructed, often theatrical flowers are guaranteed to lure me over when I see specialist growers exhibiting their treasures at UK flower shows. Continue reading “Anguloa ‘Isabelle’ – A Curious Orchid”
We all have a style of photography, whether or not we recognise it ourselves. My interest in colours and patterns pre-dates my love of taking pictures and I like to look up close, probably because my long-distance vision leaves something to be desired. Continue reading “Filling the Frame with Flowers and Leaves”
It’s intriguing to see inside a tree. I’m fascinated by the uneven outline of this cross-section – how it has what could loosely be described as a star shape.
The worth of an artwork is not so much tied up in its monetary value for me, but is more connected to how long you can look at it, enjoy it or think about it. I could look at this slice of tree for a long while. Continue reading “Wall Art: Rustic Tree Slice With A Wiggly Outline”
My last post, on the quirky terraced house gardens of Hebden Bridge did not appear in WordPress’s Reader, so if you check out posts that way, you’ll have missed it. I’ll test the power of crossing my fingers for good luck as I publish this post since that seems as likely to fix the problem as anything else. Continue reading “A Radiant Lily and a Test”
I hope you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me if I start with a digression.
While I welcome the Royal Horticulture Society spreading its presence in the North of England, I wonder if I am alone in seeing signs of failure to understand and fully celebrate life in the north, especially when I visit the young, still-developing RHS Bridgewater.
Perhaps the RHS’s powers-that-be are too far away or too used to a life of plenty to appreciate the creativity and fun in us – our type of fullness. An old Punch cartoon showing a BBC documentary film crew on location in the north comes to mind (even with the watermark you’ll get the gist).
Continue reading “Hebden Bridge’s Tiny Gardens: Pocket Planting as Folkart”
Susan Rushton 