Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
It's Sunday morning and the weather has finally got its act together. It's good to look out onto my garden and see this meteorological change resulting in the daffodils, primulas, grape hyacinths and forget me nots taking on an altogether more upbeat body language. There is a kaleidoscopic display on show in the borders this... Continue Reading →
It’s been a fruitful two days dans le jardin de la maison Strachan. Not only have I mowed both lawns, undertaken border work, jet blasted a patio and commenced staining the fencing, I also acquired the French translation of 'in the garden at the Strachan home’. Each task was undertaken with Verve and Gusto. Well,... Continue Reading →