Time for My Garden

Moving from a postage stamp size garden in England to a Nova Scotian plot with trees, wild flowers and some cultured plants, I have decided after four years, that it’s time to add something my own to blend with the wilderness around us.

There had to be a vegetable garden somewhere. After a visit to France and England, their well cared for patches of vegetables made me need one.

So I started here:

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Raised beds in a cage to keep the deer out. Please also note my lovely arbor made by good friend Colin Jackman.

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I have glossy lettuces

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Rows of tasty salad.

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Maigolds to keep away the aphids.

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Nasturtiums for salads.

I have encouraged the wild flowers that lived here first.

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They attract bees and butterflies, who were also here first.

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We have giant clover, which the bees enjoy.

Then there are my pots, not within reach of the deer’s hungry chops.

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Scented petunias.

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Can’t have a garden without pansies.

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As many as I can get hold of.

For my next project, I am getting help from an expert. The lovely Crystal Godfrey . Preparations began in early spring. We are now ready to plant. More to come.

Meanwhile Tommy continues his regular patrols for me. Just in case of unwanted pests.

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Honfleur Days

A brief road trip to Honfleur, situated in a valley between the Seine estuary and the plateau of Pays d’Auge, was like a little piece of heaven.

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The Vieux Bassin is where the yachts are parked, while their people stop for dinner.

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Rows of tables compete with one another, and the food is wonderful.

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Simple and fresh. Why does everything taste so good in France?

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The little cobbled streets around the harbour are full of delicious temptations.

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I badly wanted that pink handbag, but resisted.

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The shop fronts are all designed, and lure you in.

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Even tins of tuna fish look attractive.

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We are in the heart of Calvados country.

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Window boxes are crammed full.

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Remember to look up.

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It all looks so stylish.

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This bell tower is part of St Catherine’s, the largest wooden church in France. The rest of the building is across the road.

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Parts of the facade of St Leonard’s church dates back to the 15th and beginning of the 16th centuries.

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Everywhere is an invitation for a stop. But this time, I need coffee.

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Nothing tastes as good as a double expresso right here in Honfleur.

Dogs

I came across a number of good looking dogs on my holiday. Here they are

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I don’t remember the collie’s name. He came with us on a walk and was a good laugh.

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These two yappers travelled with us by boat along Windermere

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And this sweet boy was on the return journey.

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A fox terrier wanted a game,

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Got more than he bargained for.

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Teazel has the sweetest personality.

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She lives in Normandy, and I guess I am her aunt.

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This feisty little terror is always at the local market in his hat.

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Dogs join in with everything in France, like these tiny ones having morning coffee.

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Another terror, this time a Parson’s Jack Russell saying hello.