Wicca’s Diary 6

She does something she calls reading. It’s extremely boring because it’s just made up of black strokes and they don’t even move! (I know they have some moving pictures on that screen she works with) but I have found out that if I put my paw in front of her eyes she has to stop and look at me. I realise more and more how many defects these poor humans have: I don’t think she can see at night so that’s probably the reason she doesn’t go out, of course I’ve got perfect night vision. She sometimes does go out to take photos of her white flowers at night though, so perhaps it doesn’t depend only on her eyes. She does come out to play in the garden during the day and it’s great fun . While I claw up her pergola she has to go and get a stepladder to reach the top and once she’s there , she ties knots: she sometimes shouts at me because I can pull the knots wide open before she has finished tying them!

Gardening, My Diary

Maigold (Requiem)

I just had to write a post about this gorgeous rose. It’s the first to flower every year although if it were true to its name it wouldn’t bloom until May. What has it to recommend itself? Well it’s a danger for the unwary, the thorns are cruel and I shouldn’t really have planted it so close to the path. It blossoms once and the flowers honestly don’t last very long. But when it does! It’s unbelievable! The orangey yellow flowers somewhere hidden in that wealth of exceptionally healthy dark green foliage, the medium sized blooms that look just as roses should look, and the heavenly smell of yellow roses! I can never quite believe just how breathakingly beautiful it is. Sometimes in its very brief heyday I drag my chair out of an evening and dedicate my efforts and thoughts to……breathing. Bred by Reimer Kordes in Germany in 1953, one of his most famous roses is the white Iceberg.

Requiem: very sad news. My beloved Maigold (see above my paean of praises) has given up! I think the disturbance caused by putting in a new pergola might have damaged its roots because it has received the same amount of TLC as all the others. I am so ,so sorry, I shall wait til Autumn and order at least one more from Kordes. The garden ,like life, gives and takes away……


Wicca’s diary 5 (Wicca Lacerticida)

My turn again. maybe I’ll open a page just for me. Well I’ve had all my jabs, I’ve been protected against fleas, lice and all the parasites you can name, she’s bought me a collar with an easy-opening fastener should I get hooked up in a tree, as well as my name and telephone number… I know they work because I’ve already lost two! However why should I stray, there’s a lot to keep me here. So now I go out into her garden, it’s nice really lots of moving grasses and flying things which however high I leap I can’t catch. She says if I get a bee in my mouth, I’ll be done for. I really like my human and I brought her a lovely present the other day. A lizard I caught. She hasn’t eaten it yet and put it outside . I wonder why? Anyway I’ve brought it back in. Perhaps she likes them when they’re a few days dead! Who knows. We have very regular times now. I jump onto her bed in the morning and ask her to tickle my chin and ears and she does. Then again at night I wait for her for more cuddles we sometimes even fall asleep together! Yes I must say I’m very satisfied with this place . 5-stars!


Trying to English garden…..

Well there’s really not a load of exciting things happening in my newly locked-down life, same for you I suppose. English lessons proceed apace the one cheerful spot of the day. However it is Spring and Spring means that everything lying buried under the soil is making its way upwards, breathing the air at last. There’s a lot of hard work to do in the garden, digging is the worst. I’m also having a lot of difficulty tying in my roses as my big beauty bush is in the way and I really need someone to stand on the other side of it from me to pass me the long shoots which I want to tie in. I also need to buy a pair of leather gauntlets to do my roses with, most of them are old roses so are very prickly. I’ve been moving plants in the hopes that the better places will encourage growth. I generally experiment because they don’t always obey the rules and I like to plant the same one in two different places to see which does better. Gardening is good training for patience I think and probably a metaphor for investment! The narcissus so loved by people who come from Cambridge are bulking up every year so one year you get an array of leaves, the next, with a bit of luck, you get the flowers too. I need a specular border to the path under the rose pergola and I’m thinking tulips though the narcissus are slightly more precocious. Well I met with a weird problem the other day. I went to the chemists to buy some litmus paper because I’d like to try and make my own acidulated water for my acidophiles, but when I got back I found to my horror that these strips were only made to measure your pee! Life of a gardener! But I have to report great success with my Bokashi now the weather’s warmer, I dug it into my beds as a feast for my worm colony (sadly depleted by the damned blackbirds) so, as they say everything in the garden’s lovely!


Wicca’s diary 4

I have to give it to her, she does try. Mind you my opinion of humans is not really very high as you know. And have you seen how they treat dogs? We’ve got an enormous dopey dog living next door. It lollops about, no elegance, no grace ,it slobbers, and how it barks! Sometimes I come into the house because I can’t stand the cacophony it makes but mostly I show myself behind the wire fence just long enough to make it bark, then I run away. That’s a terrific game because its owner then scolds the dog and calls it inside !I suppose that’s mean of me really, but it’s such fun. I’ve been to have some more vaccines and stuff I’m not sure what for but she has a little booklet where the doctors write everything down. She does it for my good I know. I believe we animals are pretty expensive from a sanitary point of view.

Her garden is fantastic, though there are all sorts of flying, humming ,buzzing critters apart from the dog, so there’s a lot of fun to be had. I can’t imagine what she’d do if that big clumsy dog lived with her! I’m very dainty and walk on tiptoe so I don’t think I’ve caused any damage. Mind you she doesn’t always understand. I saw she moved her dvd’s, tidying she calls it, so I’ve started on her books. I don’t think she was very pleased when she found them all over the floor but really, all she has to do do is put them in order and put them away.