30 organisations turned out to provide information to the public on Saturday 11th April. From Samaritans to Haven Players, from The Court House to Pevensey Garden Club, tables filled St Wilfrids Hall and Pevensey Bay Baptist Church from 10 to 1. Pevensey Villages Partnership had their own table manned by Lin Clark, and there was a lot of interest in what we are doing. Scarecrows brought plenty of comments to the table, and as we begin to get all the arrangements under way for our Scarecrow Festival this is very encouraging. There is already a page on the website (click on the image on home page) and soon the entry form and “help” on how to make your scarecrow will also have their own pages. We hope to see lots scarecrows around the villages !
JULY 18TH TO AUGUST 1ST 2015
Gardening seems to be a continual round of endings and beginnings. The clocks go forward to signal Official Summer Time this weekend, but nothing seems to be official for a constant gardener; just an instinct, based on experience, that it is now the right time to do something if, indeed, it is not already too late.
For example, a week ago I rescued the last of the potted hyacinths from their dark Winter quarters and was alarmed by the unpromising picture they presented. Now fully grown, the flowers were ready to open but with buds and leaves blanched as white as chicory. I didn’t hold out much hope of an impressive display and felt guilty, thinking of the waste and my carelessness. However, once given light, within a couple of days they showed no sign of neglect: their leaves were emerald green and the flowers flourishing and filling the room with a scent as heady as that of the fading, hard-working Winter jasmine which had now been ejected to a sheltered spot outside to make space for them.
Whether in the kitchen or the garden, I do enjoy making something that costs nothing from odds and ends that might otherwise be discarded. Thus, for several weeks, the lichen encrusted prunings from a golden, flowering cornus have been brightening a corner by my front door. In a bucket of water, inside a large terracotta pot (an old friend, cracked by the frost, its re-glued side hidden from view), these blossom filled branches herald scents of early Spring.
The past month has been a good time too for dividing and ruling: some plants have simply outgrown their welcome but been given new homes with friends and others divided and spread around here or shared: lots more of that irresistible something for nothing.
I was beginning to think – and hope – that we had come through March
unscathed, as recent history suggests there is at least one decent storm
this month. Fortunately, it has this year coincided with the lowest rather
than the highest tides. Consequently erosion to the beach crest is limited,
but has meant that we will now work through until Thursday evening. As
planned today will be spent at Sovereign Harbour filling in front of the
revetment, and making space for shingle to come round from Langney in two
weeks’ time. Wednesday and Thursday will be spent at Cooden and Herbrand
Walk before all machines are parked up for Easter.