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Nollaig 09

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Unknowns to most, possibly, in Ireland  we buy approximately 500,000 trees every year and it takes roughly 7 years to grow one tree.

At an average retail price of €30 – 40 thats not bad value 😉

Without getting into the horticultural technical stuff… [just for todays anyway] I like to go and help pick mine fresh from the field… something kinda Christmas-eeeee about it.

And thats exactly what I did this year once again…. except I didn’t choose the tree. In fact its the only time of the year I don’t 😉 I don’t do the decorating either…. Looks a bit bare without a selection box and wooly red reindeer jumper underneath, wouldn’t you say 😆 and yes I’m the Christmas star on top was the one my niece Lilly made for me last year 😉

As a by the way….. I’ll be putting these photos in the Bord Gáis Nollaig 09 Pix.ie folder. I went out on a photo walk with some really cool guys on Saturday and some of The Bord Gáis team [thank you ! ]- I’ll put my other Pix up there too…. feel like popping out and buying a reindeer now 😆

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Hands…

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… but today we return from our summer holidays and after a fine rest it is a delightful welcome I give to our beloved Irish weather, another no doubt amazing horticultural calender year and to a trade I dearly love. Whatever your plans these coming seasons – enjoy.

Happy Horticulture 2008!

peter

summer holidays… this christmas!

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If you ever want a wedding in the summertime, marry Santa… but never a horticulturist! This Christmas our summer holidays start December 29th and we return Wednesday 16th January.

Sounds like a long holiday but this is the first time the team [and I] have had a chance to sit down since this time last year! You can also consider yourself lucky my photos are usually of gardens! Whatever your plans are – enjoy your holidays and I’ll see you in the new year.

Slán, beannachtaí na Nollaig agus na athbhliana agus go raibh míle maith agaibh.

holidays for a garden designer

‘Tranquil settings, the finest of surrounds within the peaceful and serene grounds complete with parklands and golf course.’ This all sounds absolutely superb but what the small print on the booklet didn’t tell me was that this would be, for me, a true bus-mans holiday.

It was a few weeks ago when invited away for a weekend to a wedding in the Irish countryside I and my partner tip-toed out of the entertainment to relax and walk the grounds for a little time and a quiet breath of fresh air in the outdoor suite know known to some as ‘The Michael Martin Lounge’. Although the overview of the mountain range was a picture post card to say the least, as we walked I found the intricate detailing of to be a little less than I would have got away with as a horticulturist and this be a contract of mine.

To analagise for the non-wedding fanatics; When asked to play golf, where on a very regular basis I decline every offer. I refuse on the basis that, possibly and extremely probably, standing at the tee-box waiting for my three companions to commence their four hours approximate non-perspirational sport – I find myself daydreaming, pondering, wondering and then examining (what some find as pure enjoyment) the ground beneath my feet, to the extent that my working mind overthrows the relaxation cells of my brain. When my good lady-on-arm asked what was wrong. (as if by chance the wedding had made me teary eyed and I, in the moment, fancied as a stroll up the aisle myself ?!!) To her dismay I pointed out that there seemed to be no evidence of any use of a semi selective translocated herbicide via a calibrated sprayer on the main lawns and that the rambling roses really could use a little systemic fungicide and insecticide. I don’t think she really wanted to hear the dilution rates in hindsight!

The thought crossed my mind that although I do sincerely love the trade that I am in, in order for me to attain the same overwhelming factor that my non-horticulturalised friends derive from their ‘getaways’ I would need to retire myself from the trade to ascertain the same procurement. Understand when I say that I truly do and have embraced my career but sometimes, just sometimes it’s nice to switch off. The question is how and where?

The reality I love every day of my working life and ‘switching off’ is not something I want to ever do.