The Gallery My Backyard

What really excites me about our backyard, is the way my dad passes on his love of gardening to my two, just like my Grandad did with me and my brother.

I never paid enough attention, but now my 4yo is teaching me that it's fine to just give it a whirl and see what happens.  I think her fingers are a lot greener than mine.  Or maybe she's just less afraid of getting it wrong. Our garden is still patchy, as we learn what to do with it, but I am very grateful to have a Head Gardener like my Dad.

The children have their own little patch of garden, which they call the Gran garden, in memory of my mum.  They can do what they like with it, but there have been some nice surprises: