Archives for the month of: July, 2014

Summer is quickly running its course; the garden changes every week, with Field Poppies, Hydrangeas and Helianthus bursting into bloom helped by a weekend of rain! After a very hot Friday we visited the nearby shore, stopping briefly to visit the little cemetery, final resting place to several Allied Air Force personnel. Surrounded by farmland and looking out to sea; the neat simple graves are the resting place for young men from Australia, Canada, New Zealand and UK. A poignant reminder of the sacrifice of young lives given in service for others.

The shore, parkland and pub were busy with visitors, a reminder that noise is the sound of life.

Psalm 62:5



Cool shade

Canopied in green,

quiet, shaded rill,

come sit a while;

still, still, still…


and the sun was a scorcher…


let’s try the human coop!

Words that you will rarely here a Scot say “it’s too hot!”. Looking for shelter from the sun, somewhere to cool down, a good reason to down tools and watch the “Glasgow Games”!


Au contraire! A quick glance around the garden tells a very different story. The garden is filled with very busy insects, resounding to the sound of bees and hoverflies (flower flies in the US). Ground beetles scuttle among the leaf litter, hide under stones, while emerging butterflies, Peacock, Small Tortoiseshell, Gatekeeper and many moths visit nectar rich flowers. A ground nest of wasps requires respect. Maybe because we are surrounded by farmland there is also a very large fly population. Oddly, although I have seen the larvae and pupae, there are very few Ladybirds in spite of a healthy aphid community. Many of our insects are in decline, we all know about bees but overlook other pollinators. Without pollinators we should all be hungry!

Ragweed is just coming into flower, branded as a noxious weed we are urged to pull it out, but it hosts a wide insect community. Poisonous to grazing animals, “Buglife” are encouraging gardeners to leave it as an important nectar plant.

Sitting quietly in the garden filled with birdsong and the quite hum of insects is something quite wonderful. Rachel Carson’s “Silent Spring” sounded the alarm many decades ago but are we still more interested in perfect plants rather than diverse community?

Put the bug spray away, lets hear it for the unsung garden heroes – LOVE your bugs!

Sitting watching the sun go down, hot chocolate in hand, watching the last tourists, cyclists, and motor bikers heading home. As the sun sunk lower in the sky, suddenly swallows shriek, a hawk has plucked one from the air. This is Nature beautiful and beastly, the moment passes and stillness returns…

It must be Glasgow Fair, traditionally the time when all the factories shut and the populace would head off to the seaside or out to the country. In the past Central Station would be packed, the buses would be packed and all the guest houses full as everyone went “doon the watter“. Looking out over the water yesterday I remembered it was “Fair Monday” as the Cruise liner steamed up the Clyde; (probably on its way to Greenock).

Cruising the Firth

Later, while working in the garden, an unusual noise brought me out of my weeding reverie. Sounded like an old “puffer” was delighted to see the “Waverley“, one of the last sea going paddle-steamers passing, full of day-trippers going “doon the watter”. Its individual sound caught hubby’s attention on the return journey too.



Commonwealth Games start tomorrow in Glasgow, maybe a good time to exit the city if you are not particularly sporty!

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I’m one of those people who think that by 9:00 a.m. half the day has gone. The list in my head is getting longer because the list from last week is still unachieved. Was it a bad week? No, just an odd one, and on reflection, it was because I spent my time reacting and not acting! So, let me write myself some reminders:

  • Don’t ask people with dementia if their clothes fit – check it out – then you won’t spend days worrying and rushing around buying clothes at the last minute. And DO check their clothing regularly; things wear out!
  • If you are hosting something, try and find out who is definitely coming then you won’t spend all week worrying about it (plus the above)
  • Give your friends proper directions, then they will arrive unstressed and no frantic phone calls in between!
  • When you lift the pie crust out of the oven – remember it’s a ring – then dessert won’t be on the floor. Evaporated milk and Condensed milk are in very similar containers!
  • Take a Sabbath rest – you need it to restore body, mind and soul.

Listening to my own advice, I walked down to the road to watch the sunset. The quiet seeped deep inside, soothing frayed nerves, the cry of the sea birds reaching from the far shoreline along with the sound of the waves. Bats, emerging from their roost, cartwheeling over the tarmac, delighting my inner child.


Actually, though a little fraught and the list remains unfulfilled, my friend and former tutor visited. Discussed the state of Herbal Medicine in UK, lack of progress and Statutory Regulation, swapped gardening stories enjoyed the sunny garden and the chickens.  Was delighted to entertain two friends on Saturday but it rained hard all day, sent them home with lovely free range eggs. Hubby only back a week from another African Odyssey, catching up too. I should write a list and enjoy striking things off. Beeps from the kitchen the bread is made, washing finished. The ironing can wait, the chooks need cleaned out, herbs need harvesting, herbal oils need straining and bottling…. Thank goodness for Sundays; meringue, strawberries and cream shared with family – forget the healthy food. Fudge sauce anyone – one chunk or two?

Chicken love; enjoy :

Whatever you do this week enjoy and take time to watch the sunset!


‘The Sabbath was made for man, not man for the Sabbath.
Mark 2:27