Every garden is about love and it is not until you look at it through someone else’s eyes that you realise what you love about it.
As gardeners, John and I love drifts of colour softened by white that spread throughout every season. We love undulating shapes punctuated by exclamation points and rounded full stops. We love dry stone walls so much that there are now over a kilometre of craftsman built walls that curve through our one and a half acres. Continue reading