Tag: gardening

  • a garden oratory

    a garden oratory

    a creative and contemplative space

  • Garden hat

    Garden hat

    a beautiful garden-inspired hat that seems as much grown as it is made

  • Mairi’s labyrinth

    Mairi’s labyrinth

    an act of resourcefulness, determination and creativity

  • an airy sweater

    an airy sweater

    Mel thinks she’s knitted herself a sweater but Kate has other ideas

  • a few nice things

    a few nice things

    There is a lot going on here behind the scenes (I’ve been writing a book and designing a new collection with our brand new yarn) and I’ve not found myself with much spare time for blog posting . . . but in amongst all the hard work I’ve been enjoying some nice things, such as…

  • treit

    treit

    Good morning and happy Friday everyone! Today we are feeling particularly pleased because Ardnamurchan is back in stock! And with stock of this lovely tealy-green shade available, we can now release this new summery design of which I’m really very fond – Treit. Treit is a simple tee with a lace yoke, knitted from the…

  • SHEDS one and two

    SHEDS one and two

    Hello, it is I, Bruce. Today I am here to tell you about SHED. If you don’t know the meaning of SHED, I can reveal it is a strange wooden place with a distinctive smell in which humans like to spend a lot of time, particularly at this time of year. Here there are two…

  • tomatoes no more

    tomatoes no more

    I just wanted to write a quick post to record a few of our gardening successes . . .and failures, this year. Growing vegetables here has many challenges: the soil is waterlogged, acidic, and clay-ey; and this being west-central Scotland, the weather tends to be, more often than not, cold, wet and windy. Last Spring…

  • in the hills and at home

    As anyone round these parts will tell you, it has not (so far) been a vintage Scottish summer. One must make most of the fine weather when it appears, so we headed out for the hills, and enjoyed a lovely day’s walking. A favourite tree Dog on log Falls of Falloch I love the rich…

  • Garden beginnings

    One of the things that drew us to this house was the fact that it had a garden. Or rather, it came with a nice big blank expanse of lawn that might one day become a garden. I’m not too keen on lawn, but I’ve always liked growing vegetables, and was excited by the prospect…

  • you say “potato” . . .

    Hiya! It is I, Bruce. Today I am here to tell you about a delicious and intriguing object: the POTATO. Also known as “tattie” or “spud”, and, often (for some mystifying reason) prefixed with the adjective “humble”, the POTATO is one of my all-time favourite foods. Together with other wondrous food-objects (for example, CHICKEN, SAUSAGES…

  • sweet peas

    When Tom and I first moved in together in the late 1990s, we rented a tiny house in Sheffield that we affectionately dubbed “claustrophobia”. The tiny house came with a tiny garden, and I cut out a section of turf there and planted sweet peas. In the Summer, there was always a bunch on the…

  • Pottering

    Tom is away, working in Ireland at the moment. I really miss him, but I am distracting myself by working very hard on my YOKES, and am enjoying pottering in the garden in my spare moments. I cannot use a spade (I have tried, and I just fall over), and we knew there was going…

  • garden days

    One of the saddest things I had to do in the months following my stroke was to give up our Edinburgh allotment. I simply did not have the strength and energy to maintain a garden, and since then I have rather missed growing things. Our new home has lots of outdoor space, and happily I…

  • Anne Eunson’s artistry

    What’s this? A fence? A fence and a flowerbed? Take a closer look . . . for this is no ordinary fence. . . . . .this is a knitted fence . . . . . . a Shetland lace fence, no less. This beautiful and imaginative creation is the work of Anne Eunson of…

  • more neeps . . . more beer

    In a mysterious repeat of last week’s missives, today we have more neeps . . and more beer. If I am now inhabiting a turnip-and-beer filled time warp, there are probably worse places to be. Here you see my entirely non-literal rendition of the turnip tops and here, how the turnip roots feed down into…