The green and rolling countryside of Worcestershire, England, is home to the cider apple orchards which surround the gardens of Pear Tree Cottage. They enjoy a sunny south westerly aspect with sweeping views across to Martley Hillside, Woodbury and Abberley clock tower. The Teme Valley lies just over the hill and, not far away, is the Herefordshire border. Although our climate is temperate, our seasons are often uncertain and always a challenge to a gardener! This began in 2010 & follows the weekly ups and downs of garden work chronicling both successes and failures but, above all, demonstrates the fun enjoyed by three people who regularly garden in all weathers

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26 March 2010

Spring

It's actually beginning - but only just beginning.......... to feel a little like spring at Pear Tree Cottage!  Despite the persistent low temperatures and the cold winds, the grass is beginning to grow and primroses and daffodils are flowering - which usually signals gales and heavy rain!  Still, for now, it's nice to see the spring flowers again particularly after such a ferocious winter with lingering heavy snows and  frequent long frosts.. We're NOT thinking about the high cost of keeping greenhouse plants alive....the heater was only only keeping frosts out too!  Anyway - it will soon be April..........



Home Thoughts, From Abroad

Robert Browning

Oh, to be in England
Now that April’s there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England—now!

And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops—at the bent spray’s edge— 
That’s the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children’s dower
—Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!

Well, we do live in such a lovely spot!!
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