Thursday, 30 May 2013

How Does Your Garden Grow

I stand at my kitchen window with my hands in  a sink full of bubbly hot water and used dinner plates. I watch the droplets of rain slide down the window and I long to get outside to tend to my garden. My hot, soapy hands yearn to be plunged deep into the rich, damp soil of my vegetable patch and flower pots. 

Days pass, and the rain continues to pour. Sunday morning arrives and I turn my attention to my study books as I bury my head underneath a pile of psychological material. I attempt to write the last essay of the year, but the sun begins to shine and I feel panic because I can't be outside. I'm now distracted and I pray that the sun continues to shine way after I finish my work.

My positive thinking clearly worked, as early Monday morning my sleep is pleasantly interrupted by a chorus of cheery birdsong and as I rub my eyes I can see a bright light penetrating my purple bedroom curtains. I fling open the shiny fabric that is obstructing the morning sun and a golden ray of sunshine suddenly beams in through the glass of the window. I jump up, quickly getting showered and dressed, my mind races with plans to spend the day cooking alfresco.

I make my way out into the garden cupping a fresh coffee and I'm pleasantly surprised to find that Papa Syder is already outside surveying the kids pool. I'm confused at what time he must have got up. Did I oversleep? I thought it was much earlier, I rarely ever sleep in. My confusion deepens, then I suddenly remember that I was still working on my essay until 2 am, so my extra hour in bed is therefore, fully justified.

Papa smiles as he suggests a trip to Tesco for sunny weather supplies. My heart sinks as I know everyone in town will be there. I'm not keen on the idea of being sent on a quest for burgers or for fighting frantic shoppers for the last packet of finger buns on the supermarket shelf. I kick myself for not being more prepared.


The shopping trip was not as bad as I initially expected and I arrive home heavily laden with supplies for an impromptu garden gathering. Papa has already fired up the bbq coals, eager to get started. The children are aimlessly floating across the top the giant blue paddling pool, Enid Blyton accompanying them on their journey as they are taken on an adventure that they will never forget.

I softly smile, feeling content as I watch the Family peacefully enjoy my garden. A quote by Mark Twain comes to mind “Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.” 


I am happy with the space that I have created, it serves its purpose well, however my imagination is always thinking up new creative projects to improve it, even further. I guess a gardener's job is never complete.

As the sunlight dims and dusk falls, the garden changes its  function as it transforms itself into a campsite. Tired campers drift off the sleep effortlessly to the sound of the cuckoo calling.
What a perfect way to spend a summer bank holiday.

Mammasaurus - How Does Your Garden Grow?

Reasons To Be Cheerful

It's been a great week here at The Syders. I love this time of year, as the weather starts to improve, even on rainy days it feels summery, with the birds singing and the garden starting to bloom.

1. We had  fantastic weather for the bank holiday weekend, and boy did we make the most of it. We BBQ'd, had the pool out, camped and generally had a great time together, outside as a Family. 

2. Its been half term so our Granddaughter has been staying with us. We always really look forward to spending time with her, and we all really enjoy her company, she is such a funny character. The first night she was here she spotted my retro 1970 Enid Blyton books on my shelf, and all week she has been hooked on them.

3. I've finished the first year of my criminology degree, Yay! I have really enjoyed the course so far, but glad the year is over so I can spend the next few months reading novels before my second year starts. Fingers crossed that I pass.

4. I made a start on making over my front garden. I spend a lot of time on the back, and the front tends to get a bit neglected so I've planted out some climbing roses, (that will hopefully tumble over my white picket fence,) and a few other plants that I love. I've ordered 120 geraniums and petunia's so hopefully I will have the front looking gorgeous in no time.

Hows your week been?

Reasons to be Cheerful at Mummy from the Heart

Thursday, 23 May 2013

How Does Your Garden Grow

I step outside my back door and into my garden. Blue skies lift my spirits after watching the lunch time news. I promise myself I wont watch it again as I shed a tear for a brave fallen soldier. My damp eyes are drawn to the lonely tyre swing that is hanging from the muscular branches of an old Eucalyptus tree. I gaze upwards. The sun glistens through the leaves and warms my face. I feel this old tree comforting me, as his huge presence leans over me with a wise, knowing face.

I potter about with my old wooden trug, weeding as I go. I check on my seedlings that have suddenly started to poke their heads up through the soil. As I lovingly run my fingers over each one, I notice that I have lost a few to slugs but I'm happy to share.

I love that the weather feels warm enough to be outside. I glance up to the sky once more and spot, grey fluffy clouds forming, as they patiently wait to deliver refreshment to my garden. I feel droplets of ice cold water falling heavy onto my face. I hurry to gather up my washing that has been enjoying the freedom of drying in the fresh air. 

I slam my back door shut and shiver as a chilly cold touches the back of my neck. I fold my washing and watch the rain fall from the window at my kitchen sink. I open my flask of hot tea and sip the warm contents as I gaze at my wet garden. Ten minutes later the rain stops and I return to my pottering, an activity that soothes my soul as I quietly reflect.

Mammasaurus - How Does Your Garden Grow?

Reasons To Be Cheerful

Recent events in the news has really broken my heart and made me want to wrap my arms around my Family and hug them that little bit tighter. Firstly the Oklahoma tornado totally devastated a whole town, a town that will never be the same again. I admire their strength, courage and determination to get through this awful time. My heart goes out to them. Secondly we heard the news of a young lad and that horrific attack in Woolwich. I have wept this morning, as again my heart is breaking for this lads Family, especially his Mum & Dad, I just cant imagine the pain they are feeling right now. My love and thoughts are with them.

When terrible things like this happen, it can be difficult to think about the good things in life although sometimes it encourages us to count our blessings.

Reasons to be Cheerful at Mummy from the Heart

1. I have made the finals of BritMums Brilliance in Blogging awards in the Lifestyle category. It hasn't really sunk in yet, I'm totally stunned, and thrilled, absolutely thrilled! Thank you to who ever voted for me and well done to everyone else who got through.


2. I have bought some lovely new plants for my front garden, and they smell divine. I can't wait to watch them establish over the next few years. The garden centre always puts a smile on my face and I struggle to drag myself away. I always have to set myself a strict budget because I could easily overspend. I bought a gorgeous pink rambling rose, some Euphurbia, Daisies and Spirea. Can not wait for the rose to start blooming.
3. Our eldest Son had his first holiday abroad without Mum & Dad. He had a lovely week in Turkey and really enjoyed himself. That moment when your child heads off abroad without you is a scary time, but I needn't have worried because he was very sensible. Phew!

How has your week been?

Wednesday, 22 May 2013

The Gallery - Drink

I love my retro flask's. 
I like having a cuppa on the go, so my flask's have been on some nice afternoons out.


On The River

Tower Of London

The Park

And my favourite cuppa is while I work in the garden

Are you are Flask taker too?


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