Reflections of composting in the garden and in the heart I am sitting here near the compost heap this morning in order to get in touch with the topic. My confession is this: The compost was the first thing I worked on when I moved into my new home. I discovered that I don’t even … Continue reading Sunday’s Confessions from a Compost Heap
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Sunday’s Confessions of the Homely Kind.
I must confess I have never eaten broad beans (also known as fava beans) before today. I knew very little about broad beans even when I started taking vegetable gardening more seriously here in Scotland. I'm a serious amateur vegetable grower and I still have a long way to go as I am starting from … Continue reading Sunday’s Confessions of the Homely Kind.
Moving amongst the flowerbeds…
What's a moment you wish you could freeze and live in forever? First Some Childhood Memories I was 9 years old when I finally learnt how to whistle - in my recorder class. We first learnt to coo like a dove using our hands, then whistle and then play the recorder. That wasn't the moment … Continue reading Moving amongst the flowerbeds…
Reconnect
The author shares reflections on taking breaks from social media to reconnect with nature and cherish personal relationships. They discuss creative projects, including making fascinators for a play, gardening, and dyeing fabrics. The writer also expresses enjoyment of music by Adam Holmes and working on a mandala that symbolizes personal thoughts.
Strawberry Patch and Other Things I Have Been Up to
When we bought our house I was delighted to find a ready made strawberry patch. It was summer time and so I enjoyed its fruits immediately. It's at the bottom of my garden closest to the river which also means I walk down the hill, as my garden is terraced. I am grateful for the … Continue reading Strawberry Patch and Other Things I Have Been Up to
World Bee Day
Bee on onion flower, M Noffke. I am taking the opportunity on World Bee Day to share personally about bees. I have a special fondness for bees as they were a part of my life growing up. My parents owned enough land to raise chickens and bees. It was a carefree wild existence for a … Continue reading World Bee Day
Morag Noffke 