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I always really enjoy Christmas. I enjoy it for all the smiles, the people, the happiness, and of course the Christmas pudding. True, as a veggie there is never any turkey on my plate, and as one who is none too fond of sprouts, they too were off

A Christmas without holly berries is barely a Christmas at all. It's a bit like apple crumble without ice cream - sadly lacking! Fortunately we've had a fantastic show of berries this year, even some of the hollies that have never shown any berries

Once again Christmas is over and the house seems even more full than before (as do our tummies!) but it's been a good few days. The hens had a great time with all their kitchen scraps, but it's the wild birds I especially enjoy watching at this time

just as strongly as us! This year rust hit so early that although there are a few respectably sized bulbs, most are half their usual size. I'll be buying it by Christmas.Then the chives, overnight the foliage flopped, turned bright yellow

. Some emerged along the drive at Christmas, and from the responses to my daffodil blog it seems lots of other people had super-early (if somewhat confused) daffodils.My May daffs are in what we grandly call the 'picking plot', which is a slightly unkempt

that arrived at Christmas, yet seem indifferent to real rodents.

It feels like Christmas has come early at our house. I’ve been given an apple press, and am juicing this year’s bumper crop of fruit. The kids and I are pushing barrows of apples, from our mini orchard to the kitchen.Eric Robson, the chairman

've already eaten and given away pretty much an entire row of one of our early varieties, but it's the maincrop potatoes that are worrying me (yes, I'm thinking ahead to Christmas lunch already).Small brown patches have appeared on the foliage and early signs

If, like most people over Christmas, you've eaten too much and not had enough exercise or fresh air, it's time to shake off your lethargy and get back out into the garden.The New Year is a good time to re-evaluate our gardens, whether they

On New Year's Eve, my family looked to the future for brightness, cheer, health and happiness. I'm not sure I had a single negative thought in my mind. But 2010 was to start with some enormously sad, ungraspable news: John Cushnie, a friend