My Blossomed Pear Tree
And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows! Hark, where my blossomed pear tree in the hedge...
Spring Is Being Dreamed
"It is not Spring yet, Spring is being dreamed...." Edward Thomas Photograph © Waterfurlong gardener, Jo Henchy
The Trees by Philip Larkin
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. ...
Queen Anne's Lace by Terri Kirby Erickson
Queen Anne's lace dandies up a ditch, like embroidered hankies in a farmer's pocket. Such tiny seed- pearl petals seem hand-sewn by...
Clock-O'-Clay by John Clare
In the cowslip pips I lie, Hidden from the buzzing fly, While green grass beneath me lies, Pearled with dew like fishes' eyes, Here I...
April in the Gardens: We're So Excited We Wet Our Plants!
At last the gardening year proper is here and April has seen a frenzy of activity in Waterfurlong - potatoes put in, lawns mown, sweet...
Logs For Burning
Beech-wood fires burn bright and clear If the logs are kept a year; Store your beech for Christmastide With new-cut holly laid beside;...