Linda Green

About Linda Green

Linda is a landscape designer and horticulturist living in Fremantle, Western Australia. In 1988 she established Hidcote Landscapes and she still finds starting a new garden design a thrilling prospect. She loves visiting inspiring gardens overseas and exploring the bush closer to home. For more information visit

Fig tree foragers

On a warm summer evening, as I was taking some scraps out to the worm farm, a distinctive shimmer on the leaves of my fig tree caught my eye. Honeydew, a tell-tale sign of sap sucking insect attack. The culprit was scale insects, a variety that I know as pink wax scale. Continue reading

Review: ‘The Garden Wanderer’ by Julie Kinney

I received my copy of ‘The Garden Wanderer‘ the day before I set off on a trip heading north of Perth into country that is very different from the Margaret River area south of Perth, Western Australia, featured in the book. Up north, only truly determined gardeners take on the red soil and the hot, dry, seemingly endless summers to eke out a green oasis around their homesteads. I wondered how much a book set firmly in one place would resonate with gardeners elsewhere. The only way to find out was to read the book and, as I read it, I began to appreciate its relevance for gardeners anywhere. Continue reading

Ludwigsburg: one of the world’s best pumpkin festivals

When I was growing up the only pumpkin we ate was the Ironbark, which required the strength of an iron woman (or man) and a sharp axe to cut it up. Usually it was baked with meat and potatoes, until tender and delicious but sometimes it was boiled then mashed with butter and a dash of nutmeg. The shape and toughness of the Ironbark made it difficult and time consuming to peel so it was often baked with the skin on. The cooked flesh could then be scraped away from the skin but to be honest I liked the nutty taste of the skin and happily devoured it all. Continue reading

A garden design for a long, narrow site

A recent trip down to Dunsborough, a popular holiday destination a few hours south of Perth, gave me the opportunity to visit a garden I had last seen 15 months ago, just after it had been installed. The owners had asked me to design a garden for their weekender which was being renovated and extended to include a second storey. They wanted the garden to be lush and tropical with plenty of scented flowers and herbs, to have a seating area off the deck, to retain the existing peppermint (Agonis flexuosa) tree and to have a feature stone wall from the deck down to the boundary fence to ensure that their two dogs were kept in. They also wanted the garden to look special at night; they were open to the idea of a water feature and liked the look of vertical gardens. Continue reading

Caring for an old, four-legged friend

It’s quite some time since my last post and part of the reason for that is that I was caring for my much loved 16½ year old toy poodle, Merk. Without realising it a lot of my ‘spare time’ was devoted to making sure that his last months were as comfortable and enjoyable as possible. Much of this extra time was spent visiting the vet, administering medication and so on but we also spent a lot of quality time with him in the garden. I consider the laneway adjoining our property as an extension of our garden as we planted the garden beds and do the maintenance. Merk passed away a few weeks ago so it is perhaps fitting that as I resume blogging again I share some of my observations of how Merk interacted with the garden over the years. Continue reading

Morocco’s ‘Majorelle’ & Hotel La Mamounia

There were only two gardens that I really wanted to visit in Morocco: Jardin Majorelle and Hotel La Mamounia, both of which are located in Marrakech. Due to a bout of traveller’s tummy I nearly missed them both which would have been a great disappointment. However, after 36hrs confined to our room and some shuffling of the itinerary Craig and I finally set off for the Jardin Majorelle. Continue reading

Fountains, flowers (& storks) of Morocco

There were only two gardens that I wanted to visit when we went to Morocco, Jardin Marjorelle and the gardens of the hotel La Mamounia, both in Marrakesh. I’ll do a separate post about them in the near future but in the meantime I’d like to share some observations about some of the plants and gardens we saw along the way. Continue reading

Snowflake Bush

When I first smelt the aroma of toasted coconut in the laneway next to my house I couldn’t work out where it was coming from but using a process of elimination I realised that it must be coming from the Snowflake bush, Euphorbia leucocephala. It’s one of those fragrances that you can’t really smell when you sniff the flower but it tantalisingly floats in the air nearby. Continue reading

Golden Valley Tree Park in autumn

Very few trees reliably change colour in autumn in Perth so to a see a decent display we need to either head for the hills or travel south. I have been lucky enough to have been down to the Blackwood River Valley three times in the last couple of months and to have seen a gradual progression from mid to late autumn (autumn here is from 1 March until 31 May). One of my favourite places to visit there is the Golden Valley Tree Park where you can see a wide variety of trees which colour up in autumn. Continue reading

Product review – Ryobi leaf blower

When the Poinciana tree in my courtyard is viewed from the upstairs window one can imagine that it is early summer, as the canopy is a lush green and is festooned with gorgeous red blooms. But, down below it is a different story as thousands (if not millions) of the tiny yellow leaves rain down on almost every inch of the courtyard. The flush of autumn flowers means that there are also lots of red petals in the mix. Continue reading

Lonely trees

Do you ever see a tree and think “Where did you come from, where are your parents, how did you get here?”? I occasionally ponder these questions when I see a tree that seems to be the only one of its kind growing in the area. Continue reading

Kodja Rose Maze

My favourite rose garden isn’t in the green countryside of England or on the outskirts of Paris or even in an area of Australia known for rose growing. No, it’s in a country town in the Great Southern Region of Western Australia about 260 km south east of Perth. Continue reading