As a gardener, you never stop learning. Books, magazines, and gardens usually. However, a recent gem of information, came to me via the most unusual source – the supermarket!
Browsing the shelves, I noticed this bottle of vodka – a new one on me! I must confess my eye was drawn to it in the first place, because I did misread it! Bison vodka? No, obviously not, once I looked closer. But bison grass flavoured vodka. Novel!
Now, I’m not a lover of vodka, but I am a lover of finding things out.
Move on a few days, and Lo and behold! I’m sitting comfortably, watching cookery programmes on telly (another favourite topic) wondering where The Hairy Bikers are in this episode. Of course,( for this story to pan out!) they turn up in Poland. They visited a family who gather (you’ve guessed it!) bison grass to flavour vodka. Found in nearby woodlands, on a World Heritage site, they gather and dry the leaves in their attic. And so the programme followed them on their quest to track some down. They found a clump, which the bikers tasted, and claimed it tasted of vanilla and coconut! But it did look familiar to me. I just had to find out what it was!
Where would we be without Google?! It turns out its botanical name is Hierochloe odorata and no wonder it looked familiar. I’ve been growing it in the garden for several years! I was tempted to try growing it from seed, when the seed catalogue described a scented grass! Well, how could I resist! It turned out to be a rather disappointing grass, with no interesting form, being very floppy and prostrate, and with no scent that I could detect. I hate to say, but in the ground, it could easily be taken for a clump of weeds! The only way I could give it any kind of appearance, was to grow three plants, flowing out of three identical blue glazed pots. At least that way, they looked like they were meant be there!
All that time, and I never knew their secret! I can look at them now in a new light!
If only I liked vodka!
I have, after much deliberating, taken the plunge, and been turning my attention to starting my garden design business, with all that that entails. It means that I have had to embrace modern technology and, in particular, social media which, until now, has been so alien to me. The first tentative steps have been taken and I now have two Facebook pages. (Get me!!) The first, personal page, is sadly lacking in anything of interest to read, and is more of a means to an end – to enable me to set up a business Facebook page. I have also set up a second blog site to promote the business – The Green Guru. And I was so pleased with myself for managing to link the two sites!
The name? One I thought up for an assignment during my training, and my tutor liked it! So it has stuck – and it’s certainly memorable! My son is so encouraging of my attempts, that last Christmas, he and his girlfriend, had a logo designed for me, and used it to create business cards and fliers. Oh, and some mugs and t-shirts too! How lovely was that?
So this is me, introducing the Green Guru garden blog and Facebook to you all, which will cover hints and ideas, as well as showing my projects. If you’re interested, go to my Green Guru page, where there’s a link to them.
The Long Garden Path will remain as a separate blog – where I will still share my garden and my experiences with you all, just as before.
And, just so you know, I’m still taking my walks round the estate, down the long garden path!
Now, what’s this thing Instagram? 😉
What a beautiful pairing! A pure white foxglove coupled with a lovely white aquilegia. Definitely worthy of Sissinghurst or any other notable white garden!
Trouble is, they cropped up in the pink/bronze border, totally out of keeping!
But who would have the heart to rip them out? And I can’t help thinking they would not have looked so spectacular in the “right” place!
They’ll have their stay and I’ll love it!!😀
Well, it did seem to be the case, sitting indoors listening to the rain, yet again, pattering against the window. Looking out at grey skies can really dampen the spirits. But then again, the view from the French windows, had to produce a glimmer of cheer.
The sight of Garrya elliptica’s beautiful long catkins, like icicles, led me to venture out with iPad in hand. Never mind the rain!
So glad I did!
I was heading right to the end of the garden (how brave!) to the Woodland garden, hoping to find the first signs of Spring there.
En route, I paused to take in the perfume of our Mahonia japonica – a sniff of early lily of the valley!
Then on through the Allotment to revel in the sight of this year’s rhubarb poking through.
And then reaching the Woodland, to discover all that I had hoped for!
What with snowdrops, perfume and the promise of joys to come, it’s not so bleak at all!