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…when you live in a county that is constantly shrouded in hill fog and sea mist and damp mizzle.
There is a lot of green in the south-west country – the gently rolling pastureland where sheep and cattle graze to their hearts content. But sometimes something a little different like this Agave plant growing in my neighbour’s garden catches my eye.
I find the pattern left by the unfolding leaves resembles abstract art. Nature in her finest.
I mentioned the walled garden, which is near the mansion house, on my recent walk in Berrington Hall’s parkland . This walled garden has been transformed over the last few years and at this time of year is full of vibrant colour as well as a heavily laden orchard.
Behind the potting shed is a productive potager (an ornamental vegetable or kitchen garden), interspersed with annuals such as sweet-peas, marigolds, nasturtiums, everlastings and nicotiana. Often flowers (edible and non-edible) and herbs are planted with the vegetables to enhance the garden’s beauty.
I always find strolling around a garden makes me happy. The glory of nature combined with the skills of the gardener helps to calm me down when life and its curve-balls come crashing my way. It’s been a bit like that lately.