Fota Frameyard Blog

Gardening, Nature and Heritage from Fota House


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Who said what about gardening and wrote it down?

“Between my finger and my thumb / The squat pen rests  / I’ll dig with it.”    Seamus Heaney, Death of a Naturalist, 1966

The next best thing to gardening is reading about it. And some gardeners write very eloquently about their craft. This blog is a tiny sample from a few of those who sometimes exchanged the spade for the pen, planting seeds for thought.


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An intriguing visitor to the Frameyard

Not all our visitors arrive on foot. On Monday last, just as we were finishing up for the day, an unusual visitor arrived. Our volunteers, Mary and Harriet and Bernard the gardener, watched in amazement as it darted about and hovered, its wings flapping rapidly. Then it latched onto a Dianthus plant and fed on the pollen. We were puzzled, having never seen anything like it before. Was it a bird, a butterfly, a bee or a moth?  In fact, it was a Hummingbird Hawk-moth, Macroglossum stellatarum (Linnaeus, 1758)

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New kids on the (Frameyard) block

Something smells wonderful in the Frameyard.  It’s not the wallflowers in the glasshouse or the thyme growing on the top of the old walls. It’s the fragrance of our newly acquired Scented Pelargoniums wafting from Glasshouse No. 5. These tactile plants release citrus, rose or woody scents and come to life when touched. 

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