April garden

Well the saying is "Don't put your daughter on the stage Mrs Worthington" but with all of the enthusiasm of a star stuck mother I've been primping and preening Ednovean for her chance to appear in a travel documentary. The event should happen next weekend but I think we may be lucky if the German film crew make it and all of the dust from the Icelandic Volcano doesn't drop piece meal on Ednvoean Farm, under the heading "What can go wrong will" but really Volcano's?? I hadn't thought of that .........sigh............still at the moment all of my newly painted furniture is gleaming in the sunshine - I opted for a muted 30's inspired jade green for the terrace's steamer chairs with a progression to a Swedish Blue for the tables and chairs. I hope the results look happy friendly and welcoming - what do yo think?





if i have time these are next...............


I took a little time this afternoon to roam about the garden newly clothed in spring green - naturally the lawn mower gave an apologetic cough and died earlier in the week, leaving a tide mark in the middle of the lawn. Perhaps it came out in sympathy with the washing machine that also opted for its early season rebellion when faced with its first multiple change overs.

Still a rather testy gentleman came and repaired the washing machine that had a towel label tangled in its pump and gave us a severe washing machine caution into the bargain..........I now check the attachment of towel labels neurotically before stuffing them into the machine - the lawn mower is a bit more of and unknown quantity but an as-yet-not-proved-to-be-testy man is coming tomorrow so fingers crossed that at least one of our mowers can be persuaded to run before Ednoveans big day




The occasional daffodil is still surviving in odd corners but the majority are now history until next year

One of our TB brood mares Diva coquettishly grazing behind the garden fence

The tide mark of the mowers progress

The fresh green growth of the hedges that support so many birds

The south side of the barn

A gloriously sheltered bench tucked discreetly behind a hedge looking out towards the shipping lanes now nattily painted pale jade

Through the shelter belt towards the Italian garden

The sharp new light of spring

Those steamer chairs look really inviting to me but............



somebody was waiting for their tea!

Just another weeks hard painting to go as I write from a distinctly aromatic office into which Wilbur must have popped for his first venture into the house.............nor is Olly in ordure either as he has taken to opening our bedroom door at four 'o clock each morning with a loud wail that "He needs to go out right now or he will be late for the early morning chorus 'caus there's only an hour to go" He does sit and wait patiently though with his purr turned up to maximum volume resembling a jet aircraft taking off, until I give up at five and let him out.........So two cats perfect gentleman free to good homes...........I jest!