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10 green oddities…

  • on the subject of turf – croke parks new turf will be grown in Scunthorpe reports the Irish Examiner. One or two tried to make a bigger story out of it. I’m just glad they’re getting on with the game. I don’t believe we grow that kind of turf in Ireland anyway.

Organic Guaranteed Irish Wholefoods Burgers, suitable for coeliacs and vegans & Handmade in Cork – Invented by myself Dee.

  • I am putting all of my photographs on pix.ie – slowly but surely. Genius site. Irish owned and run and the staff are really cool – when I have a wee problem. Thanks lads.
  • and finally this. Not the greatest quality…. but still extremely funny
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phil… thursday garden guest #7

If you’d like to know more about Thursday garden guest time – click here

phil

phil

For the moment, garden guest #7 is Phil O’Kane alias Iced-coffee. A photographer of genius, a blogger of personality and a decent man who, if he could help – he would. That’s a pretty good start in life where I come from.

Apart from that, the reasons I like Phil are pretty plain to see. Pardon my wry sense of humour, but a ‘leaf’ through his photo archives pretty much say it all. My admiration for ones finest traits aside, gardens more often show an extremely different persona.

To the manor born, girls and boys, when the musics over turn out the lights… I give you Phil. Enjoy 🙂

So when Peter asked on twitter for guest posts about gardens I thought I would volunteer. I’m not sure why really, I don’t even have a garden, and have done very little gardening in my time, though I am always interesting in finding new things to write about. And yes, there will be a few photographs included too, naturally.

On the list of ‘most clichéd photographs’ there are a lot of flowers. I have tried not to go overboard on the flower photographs, though occasionally I say “screw clichés”.

beauty...

beauty...

all good...

all good...

My parents have never had much of a garden, but rather two patches of grass in front of the house with a path that runs up the middle leading to the front door. This didn’t give me much opportunity to experiment with seeds and soil. Mum would often say, “Go help your father in the garden,” but he didn’t want me using the hedge clippers or lawn mower anyway, and there wasn’t much else to do. And we didn’t have plants to speak of. The only times I can recall digging up the garden was to bury the hamsters. I loved those hamsters… except the last two, they were evil biters.

This picture doesn’t do it justice of how it used to look, always well kept. Recently though, it has been dug up and changed a bit, and not cut in a while.

still beautiful...

My Granny on the other hand had a large garden in her old house (which is still in the family), though it was just grass; a football pitch, tennis court, rugby, wrestling and general running ground; a good space when there are a lot of kids. She did have a small patch of soil with various flowers though.

Since moving house a few years ago, she has kept the same idea, only on a smaller scale; grass, flowers, eating area, oh and that massive monkey tree. She has an area of flowers, and can occasionally be found tending to them:

nature...

nature...

I do love nature, though it isn’t very often that I immerse myself in it.

Currently floating between rented accommodation, I don’t expect much of a garden, if anything that resembles one. A little bit of space at the back of the house is considered a bonus. My current abode includes all of this space.

My house-mates had great plans for it when we moved in in September: a canopy, get rid of the large weeds clinging to the wall, white-wash the wall, some plants, flowers, vegetables even. To be honest, I offered to help, though it hasn’t happened yet, and I doubt it will. It aint my house and I will probably only be here for the next year, so I’m not that concerned. We do have friendly snails though…

not so deer...

not so deer...

My friends in Rhode Island, a State with many many trees and woodland, have an awesome garden and their father loves to take great care of it. Whilst there in the last few years I spent many an hour wondering around with my camera. I wasn’t able to catch any of the wild turkeys on camera though I did spot a deer and crept as closely as I could before it scarpered – yes this is actually in their garden.

I am a fan of cities and city life, I don’t expect to have much of a garden, nor the time or desire to put into one for a few years. Though as I mature, I begin to see myself with lots of garden. Maybe in a house in the country. Maybe. My parents are considering moving in the next couple of years to the country, buying a plot of land and building their own (mostly my dad’s idea obviously) – geothermal heating, a large garden for the dog (the dog we haven’t got yet); the whole works.

Maybe then I will grow my own garden, but until that day comes I will continue to take the photographs.

Oh and I won’t let it get like this:

oh my God...

oh my God...

Thanks

Phil

thursday garden guest time…

over at twitter the suggestion came up to have some guest writers on the doneganlandscaping weblog. People seemed quiet pleased with the suggestion ;). So we made a few rules. It had to be relevant to horticulture of any nature, type, size or style and it had to be personal… Titled ‘gardens – what I like about….’ This was the green-day for those who generally wouldn’t consider themselves so.

The offers came in unusually very easy and so every Thursday 10 guest writers will write ‘their’ little piece with their photographs of a moment they had with something that photosynthesised. Just remember it your post and your happy thought…. enjoy!

[ps. your deadline is 3 thursdays before your date… don’t forget ;)]

The 10 writers are:

That’s the list for this year…. I’ll do another in the new year – but for the moment don’t forget your deadline and happy gardening, garden memories or whatever made you smile at some point whilst surrounded by a little green 🙂