Category: Walking the territory

Website of poet Elizabeth Rimmer

High Summer in the Territory of Rain

This post is likely to be a bit image heavy. Though I haven’t taken any photos outside my garden for what feels like months, there seems to have been a lot going on. The birds have all fledged in a rush, and the garden is full of baby starlings, gathering up the others of their…
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June 8, 2020 0

Light and Breezy

I think we need something more cheerful this week, and the weather has certainly delivered. It is bright, with a brisk wind from the north-east, that is surprisingly mild. Leaf and blossom are now well advanced, and more of the spring migrants have arrived, butterflies are emerging from hibernation, and although we didn’t have our…
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April 23, 2020 0

Bounded in a Nutshell

The territory has shrunk to my back garden, but I thought we could do with a few peaceful and pretty photos this week. Although it has been cold, there has been a long dry period, and spring is beginning to move at last. There are birds nesting in the hedges, and yesterday I heard all…
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April 1, 2020 0

A Lick of Colour

A couple of weeks back, I posted an essay called The Occasional Tang of Salt, in which I described how our house was built as three holiday lets for the Glasgow Boys, who came here, partly to learn from Joseph Denovan who set up a school about a mile away called Craig Mill – where…
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December 10, 2019 0

December in The Territory of Rain

A clear day, hard frost early twilight, geese finding quiet roosts sculptural seed heads of hogweed (not the giant sort – the native, smaller one all the leaves are down now robins singing defiantly. This last week has been a rush, but these are some of the best moments I’ve had lately.


December 6, 2019 0

The Occasional Tang of Salt

At sixty miles distance, this village where I have lived for thirty years is about as far from the coast as you can get in Britain. It wasn’t always so. About 10,000 years ago, when the last ice melted, there was a long sea loch here which stretched another twenty miles inland, and the fossilised remains of whales were found just up the road, near where the famous battle of Stirling Bridge took place.


September 30, 2019 0

Saving Seeds

We have got to the time of year when the mornings are dewy and the last flowers are making a brave show amid the wreckage of summer. This seems to have happened very fast. Last week, there was a magnificent array of marigolds and the first sprays of montbretia around the pond. This week there…
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September 12, 2019 0

Picking Up

When you start to see this, you know that summer is almost over. The crocosmia – which comes back no matter how hard you try to thin it out – justifies its presence in the garden when the garden takes a deep breath after the summer pause, and begins to think about autumn. The weather…
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August 22, 2019 0

High Summer

now is the time when you start to reckon up, and think about the next year. As I go through the harvest, drying herbs, freezing tomato sauce, and trying new dye plants, I’m beginning to think – but what next? is this doing what I expected? what will the garden need from me next year?


July 24, 2019 0

The Bees

There are about five bees here, all enjoying yesterdays sunshine. There are three carder bees and two white-tailed bumble bees. I’m think this is a hairy-footed flower bee. I suspect there may be miner bees here too. We used to have them in our walls a few years ago, and they were quite disconcerting as…
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June 5, 2019 0