I ate five whole blueberries from my garden this year. Yes, yes, I know, it’s a risible amount, especially when compared to last year’s bountiful harv(...)

I love the magic, the promise and the muddy-fingered industry of planting flower bulbs in autumn. Not only does it feel like an expression of hope,(...)

I’m having a ‘meadow’ moment. Actually, not so much a moment as a sustained yen for my very own ‘pictorial meadow’ – the term first coined by profe(...)

It wasn’t until I met and married a man who loves honey with the same passion that others reserve for chocolate, wine or narcotic drugs that I bega(...)

The new dahlia garden in Aras an Uachtarain, which contains several Irish-bed cultivars include Dahlia ‘John Markham’. Photograph: Richard Johnston

What does it feel like to have a plant named after you? Someone who knew the answer to that question was the late John Markham, the greatly respect(...)

Nocino is an Italian liqueur made from green, unripe walnuts steeped in spirit for several months. Photograph: Richard Johnston

While I’d love to gleefully claim that my garden has been awash with a glut of tasty, home-grown, organic produce all summer long, the truth is tha(...)

Edible rose petals and lemon verbena leaves crystallised by Ballymaloe House’s head pastry chef JR Ryall. PHotograph: Richard Johnston

I’ve spent the summer eating flowers. Sweet William, aquilegia, cornflowers, elderflowers, scarlet broad bean and runner bean blooms, peppery nastu(...)

 Close-up of the flower and buds of Papaver somniferum ‘Lauren’s Grape’ flowering in Fionnuala’s garden last week. Photograph: Richard Johnson

Don’t you just love it when things go right in the garden? When, for example, seedlings come up just as you’d hoped – pristine and in perfectly spa(...)

Bumble bee feeding from a cosmos flower. Photograph: Richard Johnston

Bad days, we all have them. Something happens, and suddenly you find yourself briefly but uncomfortably at odds with the world. I was having such a(...)

‘The tulip lady’: Welsh-born writer and author Anna Pavord

Mention the Welsh-born writer and author Anna Pavord’s name to any book-loving gardener and almost inevitably they will say “Ahh, the tulip lady”. (...)