Continue reading “Companion Planting With Mrs B”
We’re an unusual duo who share the same garden to plate principles, though I have to ignore her appalling table manners. She pokes and picks away at her food, leaving debris everywhere and gets hopping mad if I interrupt her dining. I’m learning to keep this behaviour from ruffling my feathers while graciously cleaning up after her.
Continue reading “New Urban Edible Garden – review”
It’s the ‘feel’ of my established garden that I dream about. I want her to nourish bodies with food; soothe souls with pretty and fill minds with wonder.
Continue reading “Gardening By Feel”
It’s intended to be an experience not a thoroughfare