Wednesday, 17 August 2011


I've decided the best way to keep this updated from now on is to dispense with the niceties such as words and the like and present you with a load of pictures instead. After all, that's what gardens are all about, the view.

So without further ado, here's a few shots from July.

Tuesday, 17 May 2011

The palm tree transplant

One of the palms was looking very sorry for itself in its tin pot, so a transplant into the garden was required.

After five years in the same pot, this turned out to be a trickier exercise than I had imagined, and it ended up being something like opening a giant can of sardines.

We got there in the end though, and the pal  seems all the more happy for it.

Monday, 16 May 2011

Springing into bloom

Ah the heady days of April, when winter turned into summer overnight and everything came to life. Everything has moved on considerably now, of course. More to follow ...

Monday, 25 April 2011

Starting again

Well we moved house last November and the small garden is a bit bigger, and right now is lacking in any really big leaves. But seeing as I brought most of my last garden with me in one way or another, it isn't going to be long before a few start to appear.

So I am at last going to resurrect this blog starting with one of the more pleasant surprises the new garden has delivered - the cherry tree.

Tuesday, 2 November 2010

Autumn falls at the Urban Jungle

When I was back in Norwich in early October I paid a visit to my favourite garden centre, the Urban Jungle in the Ringland Hills just outside the city.

I was hoping to get some inspiration for the new garden I'll be taking on after my move, and I wasn't disappointed, although I've still to work out exactly how I'm going to squeeze my exotics into what is essentially an English country garden.

The maze of planting they've done at the Urban Jungle did get the juices flowing.

The fact that they lift many of the plants for the winter did put me off a little though. 

Sunday, 3 October 2010

Looking back: The garden at its best

This is a strange time for the small garden where the big leaves grow, because we are moving.

The lady who is buying the house has made no secret of the fact that the garden helped her make her decision, so it's not as if I can uproot everything and take it with me.

I will, however, be taking the beloved tree ferns, because they are more than mere plants, and I am in the process of dividing many of my larger specimens in order to be able to get a head start at the new place.

The pots will, or course be coming, and I have no doubt the the quintessentially English garden I will be inheriting at our new house will have been blessed with the Big Leaves touch in no time.

So this has been the last summer in this particular garden.

It's a good job I got some nice shots of it in its prime.