My marvellous Kent Claret vine ... I bought it from Victoriana Nursery to keep my ever-faithful calendulas company. Friend Wendy recommends the grapes for grape jelly.

Happy harvesting … my Great Auntie Bee's watercolour of farming life as it used to be, painted in 1950.

The creative mind in action … Coppicing days, Pheasants Coppice, Bishopsbourne.

History …In the garden of Serre de la Madonne, Menton. Seems I wasn’t the only admirer.

Happy birthday! ... My 50th Birthday Party 9th September 2010 at Jenny's, also with Hilda, Becca, Vittorio, Robin and Yvonne and Bianca - Caprese Michelangelo, Toscana. A very special day.

Birthday girl ... Mrs G picking flowers on the morning of her 80th Birthday, a few seconds before she realised that I had arrived.

Look up to remember relations, passing and present, and to see our dearest friends, up there in the heavens though they are here on Earth. Poet gardener Roberto is in a looking up family and friends mood.

Starry Consolations

LIKE SMITHIES' sparks that glow and die,
We see you cousins in the sky,
So old, so cold, nomadic fires,
Silvery, silent, unmourned pyres.

Before you stars began to fade,
Made darker by the light we made,
Ringed tribes around their fires at nights,
Thought others gathered by your lights.

Our sea stars, North-South faithful stones,
Till'd sailors back to star-watched homes,
When first boats sailed on uncut waves,
While moving to the lodestone sways.

Behind your veil of solar winds,
You dance, unmoved, as our star spins,
And wonderings sent to you, unknown,
Wander, winding quietly home.

We have these thoughts at least, to share,
When we at night-lit lanterns stare,
Timeless thoughts, our constellations,
Starry sky’s kind consolations.

Solstice 20. iii. 2017

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