Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Category: gardening
Distracted by the Birds
I often find myself distracted in the kitchen. I’m supposed to be jamming. Making jam, not music. But the pigeons coo, the great tits see-saw whistle, the blue tits chatter and the wrens scold, their huge voices belying their tiny bodies. My feelings war…
Chemical Wonderful
He says Chemical Fresh My eyes widen What a term A germ Of genius Genuine wonder At spring’s youth We blunder Through each day Crazy and way Out of line But smell that Chemical wonder Tear me asunder With laughter Tears And pollen.
Autumn is coming…
Yes, it’s a blatant take on GoT’s signature slogan, but the drama of winter is a way off (we hope) and I’m loving browsing Pinterest and Tumblr and seeing how excited folks are getting about fall, Halloween and Samhain. The primary colour is orange,…
Bee on Self Heal
I’m writing about Self Heal, prunella vulgaris, for next month’s Pagan Pages. I’m lucky enough to have some of the herb crawling over my lawn, and was even luckier to get this lovely visitor when I popped out to get some photos:
Big Jim!
Meet Big Jim the chilli! That’s the actual name of this variety. I haven’t tried the peppers yet as this is the first. They smell sweet as opposed to fiery, but taste will tell! I haven’t grown too many plants this year what with…
