Wreaths and swags.

In a fortnight's time I shall be raiding the hedgerows, taking care not to take anything with berries on that could feed the birds. It'll be time for me to find some braid or a length of rope that I'll tie in swags on the handrail of the stairs in order. to fix stems of holly and confier branches to before adding glowing baubles to give it some colour. I can add artificial berries to. Along with a bowl of clemtines and some scented candles it should feel quite festive and take our mind of the continual rain. Merry Christmas everyone.

Will it ever stop?

This year has been a wash out. I love gardening and I like writing my blog but this darn rain has literally put a dampener on it all. I've not been able to do very much, nothing has excelled and I haven't had much to write about. Three weeks to go before Christmas and it's still raining. Not feeling too festive even though the Christmas cards have been posted, the mincepies made and all the chestnuts peeled and made into the stuffing for our CHristmas bird.
So I'm tucked up indoors with the fire blazing and a hot chocolate in my hand. Gardening may have to wait till next year and whilst I'm sorry not to have my regular dialogue with you I haven't really got much to say.

I did love the golden glow from the trees at the edge of the field on one of the dry days last week, beyond the wood is Caerphilly mountain.

Luckily we had a large delivery of logs last week that Linda, our neighbour, and I made short work of stacking in the log store;. Girl power at our age!