Beautiful words. This morning - having gathered a harvest of lady's mantle and rose - your writing has me reflecting on the fact that the garden is much more forgiving of me than I am of myself.
When we first moved here, I was thrilled to find we were the custodians of a little hawthorn, and when I first sat out in its shade to sketch out plans for the garden, a little hawthorn moth landed on my arm. Gardening is a constant, ongoing conversation between us, the place, the creatures who live here, and all the plants - welcome, unwelcome, desired and otherwise!
Very inspiring and interesting reading Rhyd. There are some interesting 'poison' gardens / beds here in England in some of the stately homes which are grown for their (often) dark and purple colours but also medicinal (hence) magical use. Here is a famous one in the North East of England:
This is wonderful, thank you. Our garden is full of friends - plant and animal.
Beautiful words. This morning - having gathered a harvest of lady's mantle and rose - your writing has me reflecting on the fact that the garden is much more forgiving of me than I am of myself.
When we first moved here, I was thrilled to find we were the custodians of a little hawthorn, and when I first sat out in its shade to sketch out plans for the garden, a little hawthorn moth landed on my arm. Gardening is a constant, ongoing conversation between us, the place, the creatures who live here, and all the plants - welcome, unwelcome, desired and otherwise!
Very inspiring and interesting reading Rhyd. There are some interesting 'poison' gardens / beds here in England in some of the stately homes which are grown for their (often) dark and purple colours but also medicinal (hence) magical use. Here is a famous one in the North East of England:
https://www.alnwickgarden.com/the-garden/poison-garden/