In a few weeks time we’re going to be moving house and so I will be leaving the first garden which has been ‘mine’. I’ve ‘packed up’ the garden, returning it back to a more ‘low maintenance’ space and digging up a few of the plants I can’t bear to part with – my ‘rescued’ 50p bronze grass which has become two beautiful specimens a couple of feet across, some cuttings of my grown-from-seed buddleja, my hostas and some herb cuttings.
Some pictures charting my few years growing here:
And from a lower view point:
This garden has changed my life fairly directly – I wouldn’t be on the course I’m on without it, wouldn’t have taken up photography or botanical art. It has given me so much and I really will be sad to say goodbye to it, even if it was entirely unplanned, messy, and, this year, somewhat neglected due to coursework.