Remember the garden

          Let’s go for one final stroll around the garden before we move on to pastures new.

It’s a pretty small garden as gardens go, there aren’t many plants, just a few that have managed to survive my not so green fingers, but I like my little bits of interest, small things which catch your eye when you’re looking at something else.

          Hanging on a rusty nail just outside the back door is a set of keys, one of my first garden ornaments I believe, bought a long time ago at our local garden and D.I.Y centre.  They’re getting a bit old now, and little specks of rust are appearing, that’s ok though, I like rust.


          Let’s head off to the right of the door, clockwise ? anti-clockwise ?  I’m not sure, I guess it depends on whether you’re lying on the floor looking up or flying above, looking down.  Next to the right however you’ll find a cat and mouse.  The cat came from the local D.I.Y  and  gardn store, his tail bounces if you press it.  He’s getting a little worse for wear and although I’ve already said I do like rust, I think he might be heading for a little tlc just to make sure he’s around for a few more years to come.

          The mouse, who doesn’t seem at all bothered by the cat, is one of a pair I picked up on a visit to Llanberis at the bottom of Snowdon.  They were just unpacking new stock at the visitors centre shop and I couldn’t resist.

Cat and mouse.

          My chiminea sits in the corner of the garden next to the one fence panel which gives a little privacy from next door and bridges the gap between the house and the side of next door’s shed.  Don’t worry about it being too near to the fence, I’ll have to admit here, I’ve never used it.  I bought it as much as a decoration as anything, and since when the evenings arrive I’m usually to be found toddling off to work in the twilight zone, I haven’t really found the opportunity to sit out in the garden of an evening.  However, all change, maybe I’ll get a bit of use out of it soon.


          I almost forgot our little ant, I don’t like ants at all, but for this one I made an exception and brought it home from Palma, Mallorca and he sits upon the top of the fence post.


          Ahh, you’ve met “Snap and Crackle” before, my concrete rabbits which save so many stories from so long ago.

Snap and Crackle.

          The garden spade and rake are children size, they’re faded now, but I like the way  that the faded green and yellow add a tiny hint of colour as they stand up in the corner against the fence post.

Rabbits and garden tools.

          My snail, a tiny cast iron snail found in a little gift shop at a trip away to who knows where, but I’m quite happy to give this little snail a home in my garden.


          Very old, very rusted, and very much in need of some more tlc.  This little watering can has been around for as long as I can remember.  I’ll patch it up to go in the new garden, a little tap with a hammer on a flat surface, a careful brush with a wire brush and a new coat of paint …

Teapot stick.

          This moon face sits hidden away in the bottom of the red pyracantha.  Very often it’s very much hidden, but I’ve cut the summer’s shoots away leaving this year’s berries to gather the sunshine and turn a nice shade of red to splash the garden with colour through the winter.

Moon sphere.

          This frog is carved from a pebble.  It’s more than a little worse for wear,  I’m not sure if “Alice” took a liking or disliking to it, she used to pick it up in her teeth and throw it around the garden, hence the scratches and chipped base, but it stays, and it’s coming with us.


          Did you spot the worm hiding behind the frog in the last picture.  I’m not sure if the worm will come out of the ground in one piece or not, or if the truth be told, if there’s any worm left below the surface at all.  He’s just a little terracotta worm who is supposed to live in an indoor plant pot, but I preferred him in the garden and he’s weathered a few hard frosts so most of him has crumbled away, we’ll give him one last tug and see how we get on.


          I bought two of these bird houses from another garden centre many moons ago, they’re fixed onto the trellis with just one screw though the back.  The pyracantha has grown so nicely around them that it seems a shame to take them off so they’re staying put.

Bird house 1.

          Another addition to the side shed flower bed is this little house on a stick.  It wouldn’t survive being uprooted and moved so it’s staying put too, possibly much to the relief of whatever bug has taken up residence inside.

          … And look, there’s the second mouse.

Stick house.

          Now this piece of my garden I can tell you exactly where and when it arrived.  Middle Daughter gave it to me as a thank-you gift on her wedding day.  Her Mum-in-Law is a flower person and so received a huge bouquet of flowers, I’m not what you would call a flower person at all, pretty things yes but flowers are all together too smelly for me, so Middle Daughter and new Son-in-Law bought me a pretty little garden bird bath instead.

Bird bath.

          My lizard has been around for ages too, I have a feeling I bought it at a street craft market in Hereford.  He’s made of cast and so has rusted to a beautiful brownish red colour. 


          Moving further around the garden to the corner flowerbed, we find the bird house, not just any bird house, the bird house … the bird house which Alice used to sit in often.  I’s not going to join us in the new garden.  It’s so old and weathered now that it wouldn’t make the journey but I can’t bring myself to throw it out so it’s going to stay in the flowerbed and I’ll remember it there.  Unfortunately, the bulrush bird feeded isn’t going to make it either, the rust has made the stem too weak to hold up the head and it’s snapped off with not enough metal left to make a repair.  Never mind, I’ll just have to find something new to replace it at a later date.

Bird table.

          Miss “Sleepyhead” has been sitting at the far end of the garden for a while now,  she doesn’t seem to mind that the ants have built a nest around the post near to her, but she’s been well brushed off ready for a move to a new garden.


          Another type of visitor who is usually frowned upon is a snail.  This springy one came from the same D.I.Y. garden as the cat, only a year later.

Spring snail.

          Middle Daughter had a set of keys in her garden too and one day they needed a new home so they came to live with me, now there’s a set by the back door, and another hanging just beside the back gate too.

More keys.

          If you turn away from the back gate and walk along the block path, you’ll come to our shed.  It’s made of red bricks like next door’s shed and I’ve dressed it in a trellis of pyracantha too,  orange berries on our shed, and red berries on next door’s.

          Here’s the second of the two little wooden houses I bought too. 

Bird house 2.

          This little horse shoe I bought in a £1 shop in town.  It’s cheap and cheerful but apparently I must remember to stand it up the right way, if the open end is facing down, then all of the luck falls out.

Horse shoe.

          My salamander came from Barcelona, I will admit to not being a big fan of Barcelona in general.  I was very taken with Gaudi though, especially his mosaics and when I found this little garden ornament in one of the stalls on the ramblas I was more than willing to find it a space in my luggage quota for the flight home. 

          Lastly, but not at all least, is my butterfly.  It’s not a bright coloured butterfly, quite the opposite really and it used to hang high up on the back wall of the house.  Unfortunately, the weather got the better of it there and during one particularly windy storm, it flew across the garden gaining a few extra dents and folds.  I guess it’s also in need of some tlc now so as soon as it comes out of it’s travel box and into a new garden, I’ll give it a splash of new colour with my watering can.


           More from before : Goings on in “my garden“.

13 thoughts on “Remember the garden

  1. What a charming collection of “garden friends,” Sallyann! It’s also charming how many of them have stories attached, and sentimental value. What a lovely way to have some continuity between the old garden and the new one …

    • Thanks , the new garden (if we ever get there) needs a lot doing to it before we’re going to be able to sit in it with our feet up. But my memories are now recorded and hopefully will be renewed when I finally unpack the garden boxes from the new shed. 😊

  2. L ooking forward to hearing about your new garden. Many moons ago in fact when I first started blogging in 2011 I wrote a post What lurks in your garden? It was fun to look back on today. Thanks for the reminder.

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