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Yellow sorrel, Oxalis corniculata, is a low, creeping weed that will happily grow anywhere - it's as happy in the bone-dry cracks in paving as it is in the damp garden and around the tops of containers. Although small, it's tricky to pull out

Last week marked the beginning of a very important part of the gardening year. It was the official launch of the National Gardens Scheme Yellow Book. As many of you will be aware this is the bible for garden visitors. It lists about 3000 gardens

last weekend's fireworks and peering into the deep murky gloom of the pond, there seems nothing about. But suddenly my eye is caught by a flick of yellow. Perched on the end of a leaf is a dung-fly. This was the common yellow dung-fly, Scathophaga

This time of year the crab apples are at their most impressive: the trees are laden with little yellow or red apples that hang on until long after the last leaves have fallen. These are really useful smallish trees, not just for their colourful

You can tell it is autumn, the grass is yellow. I've just come back from a pear-harvesting foray, and as I stomped through the scruffy grass in the field I looked ahead and saw numerous patches of miserable, yellow grass.I assumed the yellowing

The temperatures are dropping and the hill opposite where I live is a magical mix of golden, yellow, orange and bronze, as all the trees, largely oak and beech, are showing their autumn colours.It is a sight that is a pleasure to see, even though I

to the serenity of the place.So I was very pleased to see a pair of goldfinches this morning. I'm not a birdwatcher, but even I know the unmistakable red face, white sideburns and yellow wing flash of these pretty creatures. They were not in my 'wildlife haven

the last couple of years the palm has become steadily more miserable looking; its leaves have lost their gorgeous green sheen and taken on more of a yellow hue instead. And it's practically stopped growing.Finally I grasped the nettle (actually

There was magic going on in the garden today. About 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had started to slope down and was giving everything that rich warm autumn glow. Looking out of the top bedroom window, I was admiring the reds, yellows and golds

There's a mouse living in my compost bin. I first saw it one evening the other week, when I added a fresh layer of tomato side shoots and yellowing leaves. It leapt out of the bin and charged through the border. That frog looks just like a mouse, I