Blackberry and Rose Geranium Sorbet

It’s that time of year when the hedgerows are positively buckling under the weight of the blackberries, when fingers stain pink on a woodland walk for all the picking and gobbling, and the bounty just keeps on ripening. This lovely pink sorbet is a simple to make, and after a couple of iterations involving banana,…

Tomato and Herb Salad

  There’s no getting around it- most tomatoes from English supermarkets are renowned for being devoid of taste. Packed in plastic, flown for miles, sprayed with all sorts of things, and ripened long after they are picked, does not for a sunshine-filled, mouthwatering, zingy, sweet tomato make. Whilst it can be a mission to track…

August 14th Flowers

The drizzle didn’t lift all day- the quietest sort of rain, a muting, and a softening, and then bit by bit, everything was embroidered with raindrops. Ingredients Cosmos ‘Apricot Lemonade’, ‘Purity’ Scabious ‘Fata Morgana’ Rudbeckia ‘Sahara’ Parsley Flowers Apple Mint Honeysuckle Crabapple branches Phlox ‘Cherry Caramel’ Nicotiana Grandiflora Bronze Fennel Sunflowers ‘Italian White’ Zinnia ‘Queen…

August 7th Flowers

Ingredients Ammi Majus ’Graceland’ Cosmos ’Purity’ Roses ‘Desdemona’, ‘Felicia’, ‘White Cecile Brunner’. Flowering Mint. Alchemilla Mollis. Bells or Ireland. Yarrow. Phlox ‘Whipped Cream’. Amaranthus ‘Green Tails’. Linaria seedheads. Ravenswing. Larkspur ‘Giant White’. Jasmine ‘Clotted Cream’.

Charleston Farmhouse

Last week I made a visit to Charleston Farmhouse, East Sussex, to meander through the gardens in the rain, and we’ll get to that- but first earlier that morning I had been meandering around my own garden, cup of coffee in hand pondering the darkening rainclouds overhead wondering if they would finally break to end…

Botanical Pancakes

Our devotion to the snowdrop, as it stoically sees us through the winter, then there’s the daffodils that steal our hearts in March, crescendoing with the mania that happens when the tulips arrive- it’s all a delicious build-up of the spring that we love, and adore. And yet, none of these loves of ours is…

Honey, Pear, Almond Cake

Honey was harvested from our strongest hive last August, it was the first honey we had taken from our bees, and opening a jar now is like delving straight back into Summer. With Christmas indulgence still a recent memory, albeit a haze of clinking glasses, mince pies, and roast potatoes, it’s hard to fathom more…

Spiced Autumn Leaves

The leaves have been blown clean off the boughs in these strong, November winds; the debris left scattered at the foot of woods, in a patchwork of autumnal shapes. The log fires curl sweet smoke from chimney pots, breath catches on the cold air, and the woods are wet and bare. On these days, that…