Britt-Arnhild's House in the Woods

A couple of weeding hours

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A couple of hours of weeding in the afternoon, and wonders happen in the flower bed.

I am sitting here now, realising I have muscles I never knew I had.

Still fit enough for a late walk in the garden though.

 

 

 

The old, problematic flower bed

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On the eastern side of our house there is an old flower bed. Already here when we bought the house in 2001. Already then overgrown with weeds.

Every second day I say to Terje, let´s try this, let´s try that. The other days I say, let´s just remove the whole bed and plant grass instead.

Now I have got another idea though. A good one I think :-) I will remove all the old plants and make the bed into a primula bed. Or a primrose bed as you would say in English.

That´s what I talk about in the video today :-)

 

 

 

Bigger pots

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My hundreds of tiny plants need repotting

 

 

Sowing time in the green house

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With the lovely weather which continues, I am tempted to start early with the sowing. I know that there might still come nights with frost, but I don´t have room for all the pots indoors. I have an oven in the greenhouse which I can turn on during the cold nights, so hopefully it will be okay. I also believe that the plants will develop to be strong and stubborn with this start.

 

Of course the sowing is perpetuated at YouTube :-)

 

 

 

Winter Coat for the Roses

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We have already had the first nights of frost, so when our little grandson came to see us today Terje took him out to put a winter coat on the roses.

A thick layer of pine needles around the necks of the roses,
and they should be well prepared for a long, hard winter.

The potato farmers

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From my kitchen window I can see out to the green house and the potato field. Late September means it is full time to harvest the potatoes.

My father has a path in our field where he grows three different types.

Two of the men in my life. My husband. My father. Working side by side.

The everyday pleasures,.
Life can´t be much better.

 

And one day soon I will make potato soup.

 

Butterflies in autumn

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Just now there is no better place than The House in the Woods and The Blue Garden.

These lovely days of autumn.

When the world smiles.

And all you have to do is to smile along.

 

 

Garden work in September

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These lovely days of autumn. When the garden is thriving, producing a lot more than we can eat, sharing beauty for weeks and months to come.

The colours are different now from the height of summer.

 The bumble bees are filling up as best they can.

The air is crisp and I breath deep, deep when I am out gardening.

 

 

Ready for a salad?

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First thing I do when I come home from work in the afternoon is to walk out into the garden to find ingredients for the salad of the day. The more colours, the better.

Back inside the kitchen the painting begins. A few stroke og green. Fifty shades of green.  Adding some red, some blue, yellow and orange. Topping it all with splashes of rich brown balsamico.

We are really enjoying our dinners these days.

 

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I had a wonderful visit the other day, 12 garden ladies making their own colourful salads in The Blue Garden.
I blogged about it here:
sun and rain and lovely garden ladies

 

When silence subsides

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Summer is making a full visit here in the middle of Norway, and we are emptying the grail, making sure to drink every drop of it. Our two days of celebrating my parents are coming to an end. We have been gathered in The Blue Garden today, the guests have now gone, all the garden furniture is moved back to where they normally stand, the tablecloths are put down in the basement ready to be washed, the dishes are done. 

It is time for a walk in the garden. Searching for the small details.

A bumblebee in the masterwort
Flowers dancing in the wind
Light and shadows in the leaves of the Japanese maple
Toddlers showering under the garden hose
Walking barefoot in the green grass
Ripening tomatoes in the greenhouse