Farewell to Summer 2012

At last, a welcome respite from torrential autumnal downpours. All the rain. This morning bears a crispness in the air, a low maturing sun enclosed in a sky of pure blue: Winter is lurking.

Looking down on the withering rain scattered garden. Leaves fall. Blighted yellow. Exhausted.

Farewell to Summer 2012 with its miraculous fusion of colour, the very last of the magical gardens inspired and nurtured by my late mother.

Nothing is immortal.

Fork, spade, secateurs, rake and, my quiet, noble and unhurried companion Robin Redbreast, all set in motion.

The autumn clean-up.

Summer Garden Splendour In Ireland – Restoring The Five Senses

Listen to the silence of this truly beautiful garden in the early evening where the sun strokes everything with a hue of gold.

Pause and listen.

The silence, only enhanced by the humming of bees and the chirping of birds, will lead you to close your eyes and feel the magic.

A gentle breeze.

Breath in the delicate sweet scents drifting in the air.


A garden of free thoughts, quiet contemplation, joyful anticipation and beautiful dreams: The birds and the bees, the flowers and the trees, the soil and the sky.

To cultivate a garden is to cultivate a soul.

My Mother’s garden.

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Garden Wildlife: The Red Fox

All the odds seem stacked against the red fox, which is hunted for its fur, chased for sport, shot, poisoned, snared and trapped by the thousand as an “agricultural nuisance”. Add the pressures of urban development and the cloud of doom covering this cunning medium-sized mammal is thick indeed.

Having never observed a fox in the wild, imagine my surprise when what first emerged as a reddish-brown splash of fur parked on the grass down at the end of the garden wasn’t Muffin, the cross Irish Red Setter / Golden Retriever family dog, but a red fox. This brazen little vixen (well she does look female) looked perfectly at home in broad daylight washing herself and marking out her territory for other foxes.

Not quick the fox...Much loved family dog Queen Muffin I
Not quick the fox…Much loved family dog Queen Muffin I

Foxes are considered to be nocturnal mammals. Amazing to be so close and personal with what I always considered to be rural wildlife, especially in your own back garden.

A little research soon reveals that the flexible fox has adapted very well to the onslaught of population expansion, in fact it is thriving. In urban Dublin, for example, fox densities average around 1.04 fox families per square kilometre, as, thanks to us urbanites, it has a more regular source of food! (See pics below)