forager about town
I fear that I am doing too good a job upholding my reputation as forager-about-town. A little botanical snip here, and a wee cutting there while out walking, and quicker...
Read MoreI fear that I am doing too good a job upholding my reputation as forager-about-town. A little botanical snip here, and a wee cutting there while out walking, and quicker...
Read MoreI cannot imagine a day without flowers in it, or of not having flowers in my home. Monsieur Monet obviously agrees with me. What is it that he said? Something...
Read MoreThis time of year is challenging for a flower lover like myself. In jest, on Instagram, I’ve been referring to my garden as the garden of nothingness. All jokes aside,...
Read MoreFaffing, foraging and frippery. Try rolling that sentence off the tongue several times! I’ve decided that these are three of my favourite words, despite the fact that they all have connotations...
Read MoreFlowers on the low down – those little flower arrangements that you see literally, when you look down, as opposed to the low down on flowers, which this is not....
Read MoreIf you follow me on Instagram then you may know that my family and I have recently been travelling in India. And, as I’m sure you also know, at any...
Read MoreI was looking at my little hallway vignette of vintage bottles and flowers the other day, and wondering if it needs a little change. After all, I am always advocating...
Read MoreI seem to have developed something of a reputation amongst my instagram friends. A little botanical snip here, and a wee cutting there while out walking, and quicker than I...
Read MoreI was given the most wonderful gift a few weeks ago. Mindy, the very clever talent behind Twig & Arrow, a floral and event stylist here in Wellington, messaged me...
Read MoreI’m a relatively fresh face at the Hydrangea Appreciation Society. I’m not sure why I’ve overlooked these beautiful mop headed flowers until the last few years. But I have. And...
Read MoreThis morning Bruno and I took our seccateurs for a little walk. We are currently staying out at the beach, and the country road sides are full of flowering grasses and...
Read MoreBefore I even get started, and before you even dream of asking, no and yes. No, I will not tell you where this beautiful blossom came from. And yes, this...
Read MoreWhen it is bitterly cold outside, as it has been this week, the gift of a hellebore, or winter rose, which blooms seemingly against all the odds, is all the...
Read MoreJune and July. Are these the hardest months of the southern hemisphere year for us flower lovers? My garden is a wilderness of very slim pickings. The camellias are just...
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