Falklands blog for Sunday April 28 2013
Driving past the house with the whale bones in the garden from beachings around the shores, I noticed that the wraps were going up and masking the skeletons from view. The bones, though enormous, are porous and some are light and fragile. They have been varnished against the elements, but frost and ice are their enemies. I lag my Tasmanian ferns for winter and take down porous pottery from the walls – much the same thing I suppose. Sometimes, we get caught out in the UK with a severe winter. Cordylines died in their hundreds at home over the winter of 2010 – 11. I know that this is not Winterfell but the nights are drawing in here. Frost dappled the grass this morning and the sun takes his time in warming up the streets. Out on Cape Pembroke, tea berries are still present but more scattered.
Winter is coming
a chirurgical miscellany