Nose Candy. No, not that kind.

What is there to inspire the gardener in the sterile outdoor environment that is winter? I remembered yesterday, when Sarah brought over a sprig of my favourite of all scented geraniums, Pelargonium ‘Rober’s Lemon Rose’. I put it to my nose and inhaled one long, deep breath. Ahhhhhhh. That’s what “smell” smells like! (The covergirl image […]

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It’s hard to blog when you are consumed by other passions. Looking at the garden. Looking at other people’s gardens. Taking pictures of the garden. Taking more pictures of the garden – and of other people’s gardens. Occasionally weeding and deadheading. Watering the pots, perhaps too late. Taking more pictures. Reviewing the pictures. You see […]

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Love/Hate in Raccoon City

Toronto, once again standing in for some American city in the movie Resident Evil, was seen bearing the emblem “Raccoon City.” So fitting. Our city has one of the world’s most abundant raccoon populations, or so they say. At least five of them are now living and poohing on the roof of our little cedar […]

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Gnomerology

I was led into the garden by gnomes. Not today’s horror movie refugees, but 1930s pixie-on-toadstool fantasies. I was eight, and they were in my grandmother’s garden in Rhyl, a North Wales seaside town. Gran was a funny little lady, always in her pinny, hair in curlers, squinting into the smoke of a cigarette. But […]

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November Roses

In public school, we memorized Thomas Hood’s poem, November, which ends: “No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, / No comfortable feel in any member– / No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, / No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, / November!” It has been decidedly grey this month. Yesterday was one […]

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