I’ve been thinking about my gardening journey recently. How gardening brings me so much joy and is one of my much loved passions in life.
My gardening adventures started when I was 8 years old.
We had a wonderful neighbour who lived a couple of doors down. I had a very unhappy childhood, and thanks to the kindness of Mrs James and her husband who were both incredible gardeners with the most beautiful garden and two greenhouses packed with endless treasures to an eight year old me, they brought much needed joy and stability into my young life.
Mrs James instilled in me my love of reading, baking and gardening. She didn’t have any grandchildren, and her home was always open to me. I’m so grateful to her for showing kindness and compassion to me and I will always pay it forward in remembrance of her.
I would help Mr & Mrs James with weeding, and in return they introduced me to a wonderful world of flowers, fruit and vegetables! Whenever I smell lemon balm I immediately think of Mrs James, that was the first cutting she gave me and it kick started my love for gardening. Over the years, I would get sent home with precious cuttings, packets of seeds and instructions on how to take care of my plants. I even had a little section in my mum’s garden where I would grow primroses, geraniums, sweet peas and strawberries.
I only started gardening again a couple of years ago. I had the opportunity to take over my mum’s garden which was overgrown, full of weeds and was in need of a lot of time, love and care.

The first flowers I decided to grow were zinnias, cosmos, marigolds and dahlias (one of my fave flowers). I didn’t plan the garden except for one bed and some pots, I wanted it to be a mish mash and be a little chaotic, I didn’t expect to see so many flowers exploding everywhere!

The neighbours were bemused as they would see me in the garden playing music to my flowers and also talking to them. What do I say? I give them lots of positive affirmations.
I have a soft spot for dahlias as they were the main flowers at my wedding. I hand picked them from a dahlia flower farm a couple of days before. My wedding bouquet was actually made of paper and was my homage to rave culture as I love bright colours.

Since getting back into gardening, I’ve also grown calla lilies, Japanese anemones, camellia, roses, alliums, crocuses, narcissus, peonies and tulips.

Unfortunately my foray into gardening again hasn’t all been successful. I’ve had complete disasters with ranunculus, hosta devon green, aquilegia, phlox and astilbe. This is down to a neighbour’s cat who is a beautiful, fluffy, majestic kitteh who looks like a lady, but in reality she is a vicious seedling and young plant killer. She has done her business all over my baby plants (may they rest in peace) and also dug them up as she covers up her poo.
I also had a fox coming into the garden who destroyed numerous tulip bulbs as they were digging looking for worms, and they also took large chomps out of my bulbs. Not to mention two holes that get repeatedly dug up which is a booby trap waiting to happen!
Oh, and how did I forget to mention my war with slugs and snails?! But, like all gardeners, we take the losses on the chin, as there is also a lot of joy from gardening. The pain is worth the beauty!
I am so grateful to have a space where I can potter about and find some peace in an often chaotic world. Gardening has brought me peace of mind and I hope to keep going for as long as I can.


