On a misty morning….

 

How the borders are changing, yellows gone and ablaze with red tulips, lovely old fashioned cowslips & Devon violets in the borders have also self-seeded into the lawn.

 

The reclaimed brick path that we laid, also has self-seeded violets

In Emily’s garden, a nick name for my gran Trixie, is a Cornish granite gate post with her name on a metal plaque, it is a quiet woodland garden carpeted with old fashioned primroses and wood anenomes, standing next to the shady willow trees and mill pond and sluice gate, so if you are sitting there you can listen to the trickle of the water.