Tuesday, 8 October 2013
There is a walled garden in the village. I have often thought of putting a ladder in the car, driving to said garden and taking a peek over the wall. Climbers and all sorts of beauties cascade down the wall and I often stand and gaze at the beautiful blooms, bees and butterflies that enjoy this space I have met many a keen gardener there, and we all feel the same about the SECRET GARDEN. It has a reputation in the village.........it is never opened to the public.....I believe the people who live there are very private and this makes it all the more special to me.
Leycesteria formosa (pheasant berry) is one of the plants that took my fancy....I bought several shrubs and planted them a couple of years ago. Its graceful arching stems drip with white flowers in summer (bees love the blooms). It has the most wonderful claret bracts and in Autumn beautiful burgundy berries (much loved by Pheasants, hence the common name).
If ever the garden does open I will be the first at the door but somehow, I hope that it doesn't, it is special, a mystery, and I quite like that.