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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14 March 2011

Unscheduled Projects!









Much project progress made but - all entirely unscheduled!  Chris had this idea to move the Banana Bench and create a little secret seating area behind the dead Ceonothus.  Then he thought it needed a brick foundation.  He brought the bricks and did the entire thing on his own (whilst we attended a wedding). It looked so lovely, we all thought it deserved a path leading to it!  This meant moving the newly planted rose and creating a little more privacy by moving the Berberis from the Top Lawn Border to screen the bench.  It meant more bricks, sand and cement and more unscheduled work.  Rain stopped play before we finished on Saturday so work continued yesterday and all is now finished.  The path winds around the Caryopteris passing Clarissa before stepping down onto the service path at the back of the border. Plants which had to be moved included Polyanthus which were divided and replanted either side of the path.  All we need now is time to sit on the bench and enjoy its views across to Woodbury & Abberley clock tower.



Below: The Banana Bench

28 February 2011

DVD - Definitely Very Dead


We thought long and hard but, after close examination,both Acacias were pronounced dead along with a Eucalyptus, a Ceanothus.  Cause of death: winter temperatures of -15.  No use dwelling on matters - even tho it was 20' tall and flowered for the very first time last spring AND I'd grown it from seed brought back from Oz 6 years ago.  Dead is dead! so, down it came and the sky looks a little emptier on the top lawn!  Despite ferocious squalls which sent us running for shelter, other jobs included emptying the compost heap (well nearly a third of it!)and spreading it on the lower (and already weeded) border, pruning the Moyessii and doing the bottom hedge.  All this meant a massive and very thorny clear up at the end of the day. Al was in charge of the bonfire as we were supplying the fuel.  Chris had the idea of putting the FMJ rose support (which, for may years supported a Lady Hillingdon) in place of the relic of a Pyracantha, moving the yellow shrub rose from the Studio Border and moving the Banana Bench behind the Berberis.  He came within a whisker of severing an electric cable when plating the shrub rose!  Another 'Chris Idea' is to lay a brick foundation for the bench which has views over the hedge and across to Woodbury - mmm, nice!  The ideas then just kept coming - as always!  Possibly a stepping stone footpath leading from the lower lawn to the bench.............anyway, darkness fell so those ideas will have to wait for another day!

25 February 2011

FMJ Remembered


I just thought that we should have a couple of photos of my Daddy and gardening mentor.  These are glued in my Gardening Notebook 1993 - before the days of blogs or even Pear Tree Cottage!  His knowledge, expertise, patience and measured efficiency were truly amazing.  Nothing was ever too difficult or too much trouble.  Before starting a major project, he could always picture the outcome and result.  He knew about levels, soil types, vegetable varieties - the list is endless.  When I was little, he taught me how to recognise different seeds. He taught me how to differentiate between tiny weed and plant seedlings and he gave me my first garden plot aged about 5 years!  He taught me all my wild flowers and showed me where the best specimens grew.  He showed me how to recognise weeds by their root systems and identify pest damage.  In fact, he gave me my interest and inspiration.  Gardening with him was always fun and there were always pranks, tricks and jokes!  I still have specimens he gave me growing here.  I'm not sure what he would have thought of blogging but he liked the old notebook!


    






Top & Right:
Cutting canes and staking dahlias                                                           

Arran's are Chitting

Despite a week away (and it must have been pretty rainy cos the ground is absolutely sodden) things are moving in the greenhouse.  Arran Pilots are chitting nicely in an old egg tray (perfect for this!) just as my Daddy showed me (and he was the best in the whole world!).  The fuchsias are starting to bud up and and the pink cuttings are beginning to put on a bit of growth.  We've had a couple of dry days so I've managed some weeding and dead heading in the lower border.

The chickens tried their best to join me but the netting has prevented their kind of assistance - thank goodness.They have been finding their way along the jet-way today and accessing their food and water in the Hennery with out the need for physical persuasion at the far end - just bribery from the Hennery end with corn!

23 February 2011

Every garden needs...........






... these two in flower at this time of year.   











Sarcococca and Snowdrops.  One for it's amazing fragrance from such tiny and insignificant flowers and the other to remind us that spring just has to be around the corner 

Lemon Grass



I was given these -  Bheemul called it Citronella and I explained that I associated that name Citronella with bugs and outdoor candles. I have a strong feeling it's Lemon Grass (Cymbopogon citratus)  I reckon the greenhouse is warm enough and it had quite a bit of root.  Served as in infusion with ginger - it tastes delicious so let's hope it thrives!  (I think I need to grow the ginger next)

Dare we think of spring?


How welcome are these on a cold grey February day?