Not the olive trees ….

I was sitting in the dining room last night tapping away on the laptop writing this post. A particularly pleasant aroma was wafting around the room – rosemary, garlic and roast lamb (sorry all you vegetarians). Hubby was cooking our dinner … Truthfully not everything is always rosy at Frog Pond Farm.  Andrew arrived indoors the other night and said ‘something …

My slice of heaven …

This garden statue was much loved by my father. He called her Myfanwy a Welsh name. He was so very proud of her and had her positioned in his garden in a prime position so that she could be admired, if only by him. When it was time to bring her to Frog Pond Farm, …

“Colin did you crow?”

Was that a crow I heard this morning? Was it? Today is nothing short of a ‘stunner’ of a day. Gorgeous and with a bit of luck, I’m going to close the office early and flee outdoors. My garden is calling! We have had some rain lately as you do, leaving the ground in different parts of the …

Winter at Frog Pond Farm

It may be July, nearly mid winter and birthday month for some (namely me) – but it is also time for another monthly update for the Garden Share Collective. A fab group of like minded global garden bloggers – sharing their verge patches with all those interested. I must say, I not only enjoy sharing …

Get pruning

Sunday was gorgeous … thanks Auckland, perfect for pruning those olives. At last, half of them have been given a haircut. Andrew had his pole chain saw and I had my favourite ratchet secateurs. How exciting, I love pruning! Methylated spirits to clean the equipment between trees, some pruning paste for large branch removals – …