Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's post is written by D'Hermitage! ----------- Horlettes, stay with me, it’s a bit much. When Covid happened, some people began to realize how much they’d like to have a little greenery inside their house, since they were no longer able to go outside and ignore them on their walks because of lockdown. A lot of people experimented and shared their experiences online. This is a distilled version of that. THE WHAT: Just wood chips or pine bark and perlite - we’ll refer to this combination as substrate from hereon. You can add or mix coconut chips, pine bark, fern fibre, your old wooden sculptures or grandma’s bones but the basics are wood chips (like those for orchids) and perlite. My wood chip to perlite ratio is one bag of wood chips/pine bark + 1/3 of a bag of perlite. FYI: You can also just buy a bag of orchid soil then add 1/3 of the perlit...

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from D'Hermitage! ------------------------------------- They're baaaaack. The Pets of Peckerwood Manor have long kept secret diaries. Lucky for you, I stole more pages from a few and can now share their hush-hush scribbles: Nubs: 9:00 am - Waiting. Dreaming of my hallway adventures.  10:00 am - Still waiting. There’s a big family who have recently been coming to the building for a visit, but it seems like all their mother does is coral the kids in my hallway to make ridiculous poses! She takes lots of pictures and videos that sometimes the entire morning goes by, so I can't go out there to meet my friends and show them my ride, my outfit, and my very own poses. I OWN THIS HALLWAY! Who does she think she is? I wanna throw my fi...(how do you say "ceviche" in English?) at her! I’ll show her how to pose! 10:30 am - My hooman...

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from D'Hermitage! ------------------------------------- Did you know? The Pets of Peckerwood Manor have long kept secret diaries, and no one has known what they've been writing. Until now! Lucky for you, I stole some pages from a few and can now share their hush-hush scribbles:  FROM THE DIARY OF SCOUT: "Normally, I don’t get unduly agitated before 10am, but I had to attend a funeral last month - mobster related, thus the glamour scarf early in the day. I cannot say more than that. However, there was spaghetti served after the funeral and it must be discussed! The meatballs in it were dee-vine, so I told everyone: 'Look! Bacon!' and a race ensued…in the opposite direction. Thanks for the tip, Nubs (of the House of Baconette). Recall rocks! And spaghetti!" FROM THE DIARY OF ABBIE:  "Me and dad usually play char...

Greetings, Manor Hors! Periodically, "The Roving Pecker" presents urgent missives from filthy esteemed guest writers. Today's is from D'Hermitage! ---------------------------------------------- Peckers! Welcome to the virgin issue of "Morning Wood," the latest addition to the manor where we start your day in green - meaning nature matters, the birds and the bees, the moss and the trees, famous people adjacent, and some-such morning activities. But not the numbered ones! We are not savages after all. I know, I know, when you think morning wood, Judi Dench is not what comes to mind, but today, we change that. Why-the-trunk-not? Because Judi Dench (Dame to the monarchists), loves wood all day long. Yes, the living one. Judi Dench is a hor for trees! Shush your hor mouth you say? Au contraire. She has lots of trees and other vegetation, and she names her trees in memory of her friends. I don’t know how the Linnaean nomenclature peeps feel about that, but she’s...