February Blues

It’s a funny time of year for us. It’s not yet spring, Christmas is well gone (just credit card bills to pay), St Valentine’s day is around the corner, and we’ve been doing some early spring cleaning. That has involved cleaning windows, moving all the furniture, dusting, polishing, washing walls and not least calling in a professional carpet cleaning company. It’s lovely to have a fresh-smelling house but outside everything is still looking a bit grim.

When the sun shines I realise how tatty everything is looking. I’ve been a bit lazy and neglected to empty all the pots from last summer. So many of them sport dying, sad-looking plants that will never revive. But a few contain hardy plants and shrubs like roses and fuschias that should bounce back in the spring.

I’ve seen a few snow drops and I’m sure daffodils are beginning to appear, although the only ones I’ve seen are the pot I have on my window sill and the vase on the kitchen table!

But within the next few weeks a few more spring plants will start to show, including beautiful crocus and primroses. These spring flowers are so delicate in lovely shades of mauves and yellows. I always pick a small bunch of primroses to place in a blue and white vase on the dresser. They last quite a while and cheer the room.

Vulnerable plants still need protecting from frost and snow should be knocked off shrubs and plants to avoid broken branches.

It’s also getting to the time of year when overgrown shrubs and hedges can be trimmed into shape. So there’s still plenty to do in the garden, even though we may be reluctant to brave the cold!

It’s been a beautiful day today, despite the cold winds, and I’ve noticed a lot of grass sprouting in the gravel driveway. It’s surprising how this is taking over this year and I fear I’ll need to spray with weedkiller before long. It needs a dry spell, of course, to avoid the chemicals being washed away by rain. Much as I hate to apply strong chemicals in the garden, I’ve never found another way to keep the drive under control. It’s just too back-breaking to pick out every blade of grass by hand – we have a long drive!

The one thing that bothers me is our lovely spring bank. It’s usually covered in primroses, then the bluebells take over with the odd daffodil scattered around. And amongst the native flowers are a couple of spectacular camelias, followed in June by a large purple rhododendron.

But at the end of last summer we had a fence erected all along our boundary, inside the hedge. That involved a lot of bank trampling, which I fear has killed some of those spring flowers that have been arriving without fail every year since we moved here in the 1980’s.

So it’s with bated breath that I await the spring to see how many have survived. I’ll be devastated if they primroses don’t appear, though I’ve more faith that many of the bluebells will be ok, given that their bulbs are quite a way underground.

Only time will tell and I’ll be back to let you know how we fare.

Sussex in August

It’s been a strange sort of summer – although that’s not unusual in England. We started off with a lot of rain and then quite cold spells, interspersed with the odd nice day.  But since mid-August it’s turned really hot. And it’s very humid too, so it’s a bit draining.

We’ve had some Worthing Builders in to do some work for us and they’ve put in a lovely wall, a paved area and a beautiful garden room.  That’s something I’ve always wanted so we’re really pleased with it all.  I’ll post photos when I have a bit more time.

Meanwhile the flowers in the garden are looking lovely.  They’re mostly in pots, though, so that takes a huge amount of watering at this time of year.  I’ve got into a routine of going around in the late evening but before it gets dark – and haven’t the nights started to draw in?  It’s horrible to see it getting dark by just after 9 and I suppose in another week or two it’ll be 8.30.

Anyhow, back to my routine. We have two outside taps so I have to do two lots of watering so the hose reaches everything.  It takes about half an hour in total, but it’s nice out there once it’s got a little cooler.

Then I feed everything about once a week at the moment. It’s a bit arduous with the watering can, but it keeps all the flowers looking reasonable.  I use Miracle Grow, which does what it says on the tin!  I don’t dead-head very much though – except the geraniums which have such large heads.  The petunias have to fend for themselves – life’s too short to spend hours taking off all the dead blooms.

From the bedroom window it all looks wonderful on the patio below – I’ll certainly have to post those pictures.

I just noticed this morning that the horse chestnut trees are already turning brown.  I suppose it’s because we’ve had so little rain recently, even though it poured and poured earlier in the summer.  I’m guessing they’ll start to lose their leaves in the next few weeks, which seems awfully earlier. I don’t like this early reminder of autumn when summer has only just begun!

The eucalyptus seems to still be shooting up, though it’s difficult to tell how much it grows when it’s so tall. I do know that it sheds bark on a regular basis and it’s a chore to have to remove it all on a frequent basis. But it rewards us with a magnificent site, towering now above the oak trees. And it’s only around 30 years old, which doesn’t seem long in tree years.

The apple trees have been laden with fruit, although much from the first tree is still laying on the ground. The apples provide food for much of the wildlife, including thrushes, jackdaws (who knock the fruit from the tree), squirrels (who pick the fruit) and deer.  Not to mention the wasps who appear to get drunk.

But there don’t appear to be as many wasps around this year, thank goodness. Last year they were everywhere and someone got stung at one of our barbecues. This year we’ve seen a few but not high numbers. It’s probably because we had a few nests removed in 2015. I don’t like to do that but when they’re eating your house to build their nests and getting aggressive, there’s not much choice, other than to lock yourself indoors and wait for the house to fall down.  I exaggerate of course but I don’t think most people have a love of wasps.


English Elm

Sadly we have lost a huge number of mature elm trees over the last 60 years as Dutch Elm disease has struck England.

English ElmsThese are such beautiful trees and like the oak, one can only use the word “majestic”!

The elm is a deciduous tree, native to Southern and Eastern Europe and is one of the fastest-growing and largest of our trees.

Its scientific name is Ulmus minor var. vulgaris. Continue reading

English Oak

There’s nothing more majestic than an English Oak tree and I have a  wonderful specimen in my own Horsham garden.

A local tree surgeon once told me that it was the best-shaped oak tree he had ever seen, so I now treasure it even more. Actually he has a lot of good information on his website about Horsham Tree Surgery

English oak

The silhouette of an oak is awe inspiring. As a child I used to lie in bed looking at the outline of an old tree that stood at the end of the garden. In those days my eyesight was 100% and I could make out every branch and tiny twig outlined against the sky – especially on a clear day. Continue reading


Another harbinger of spring, appearing slightly before bluebells, is the pale yellow and beatiful primula vulgaris – the English primrose.

primroseIt’s a flower that spreads year on year, tumbling down banks and scattered through light woodland and across verges throughout the countryside.

The flower stems are thin and delicate, but surprisingly strong and picked flowers last for at least a week indoors. I love to gather a few for a small vase to cheer up the house. Continue reading


In Chailey, East Sussex, there is a farm that specialises in bearded irises. And what wonderful beauties they are.

bearded iris 2This photo demonstrates how the bearded lily gets its name, with it’s hairy appearance.

May brings some wonderful shows of irises, not least at the National Trust property at Wakehurst Place, where we love to admire the beautiful lily garden.

A visit to any National Trust garden isn’t complete, of course, without having tea or lunch.  Although they’re not quite up to the standard of years ago when everything was home-made, you can still get a nice snack at all the gardens I’ve visited.



Well it rained yesterday and even tried  to snow, so I didn’t get out to take some photos of the bluebells as hoped. It’s been unseasonably cold this month, although it’s a bit warmer today now the sun is out.

So I thought I’d write about one of our most loved wild flowers that arrive so reliably each spring.

Bluebell woods

One of my favourite spring flowers is the gorgeous bluebell. That stunning plant that loves to grow under the shade of trees and provides carpets of a wonderful violet-blue colour at this time of year. Continue reading


I’m Sally Furnival and I always wanted to be a florist.

It’s a bit late now though because I’m in my (ahem) 70’s so I’m not about to start a new career anytime soon.

cottage garden

But I do have a lovely garden and I’m passionate about growing English flowers and trees. I love and admire those beautiful cottage gardens, though I’m afraid I’m no Gertrude Jekyll!  She had a wonderful way with planting that just eludes me. But I do have a lot of planters and hanging baskets in the summer and I try to find traditional plants that produce great flowers. Continue reading