I've been trying to get to Aston Pottery this summer and I'm actually happy it took till late summer to got there, (even if it's only the next village over, lol). My friend and neighbour Gill and I planned a
Ha ha ha ha ha! :D Came across this sign today and the first thing I thought was, "Hold on! I do look sexy in sweats!" Saw this little tree at the Sezincote House garden and I simply have no idea what
Yesterday my dear friend Elaine and I went to visit a private house. This is Sezincote House, a stately English house, which was built in 1795 by Colonel John Cockerrell (grandson of Samuel Pepy's) in a Neo-clasical, Neo-Mughal architecture. However, the
High excitement here at West Cottage! My mini came home the other day. Our friend Wayne made a detour with his flat-bed picked up and carried my mini to the cottage where we put it into Robert's garage, took out lights, windows
I've been working so hard on Catherine's garden design that before I knew it, the Northmoor Village show was on and my friend Elaine threatened me with unfriending, (only joking), if I didn't enter some category. Also my friend Julie
Last night, as we were driving to Catherine's, Robert said, "ten years ago, if someone were to say to you, in ten years time you will be hooning X Oxfordshire in a turbo Astra to go to a garden party
I'm starting to love Nancy's Friday random thoughts. It's hard to chose just five, but we must be disciplined! I also love Oxfordshire in late summer. It's so golden and beautiful. I want to paint every thing I see and capture
Each time I design a garden I do a through examination of my client and my client's space. This time I'm lucky because my client is also my very good friend Catherine. Catherine lives on the chalk downs in Oxfordshire and
Oh my gosh time is just flying so fast! I've designed and am installing a rather large garden for my friend and client Catherine, that I haven't had much time to update. But things are starting to slow a little and
There is a store in Oxford I love more than anything else. It's called Scriptum, and it is a writer's dream. You find it at the end of a small lane and if you didn't know it's there, you'd walk right by