The Garden

It’s that time of year when the sap has begun to rise and thoughts of Mother Nature’s bounty come to mind.

My little cottage garden in the Magical Town of Crickadoon (Crickhowell, Wales)  til August 10 1037

After having lived and worked in the States for twenty eight years, In 1993, I returned to Crickhowell, Wales to stay with my cousin and her family.

Crickhowell is a small market town which sits in the Usk Valley where the Brecon Beacons and Black Mountains meet.

During the twelve years that I lived and worked there,  I designed a small cottage garden, which gave me immense pleasure and taught me a great deal.

I saw this picture in a magazine and used it as the template for my garden….

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The plot behind the cottage was small and had laid fallow for twenty years.    The first thing I did was to clear and dig the garden over….and then lay flag stones.

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Friends with established gardens gave me cuttings, and slowly but surely, the garden began to take shape.

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Before my eyes, I watched the transformation from uncared for patch to a place that welcomed birds, bees, butterflies, cats and humans.

Note Christeve the Cat climbing the ladder which took her into the neighbour’s garden:) Image

Growing a garden from scratch requires commitment and patience, however  the satisfaction gained is enormous…

As the garden began to mature, I was able to throw open the french doors and have all my senses fed, whether I inside or out.

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When I moved to London in 2005, I was very sad to say goodbye to the garden, but at the same time grateful for what it gave me.

Clearly the hummingbirds were weaving their magic.

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A Bientôt

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16 thoughts on “The Garden

  1. olganm

    I don’t have greenfingers and joke that plants have to have strong will and be survivors to make alive with me, but I do love a garden. Thanks for the photos and the hummingbirds.

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  2. Peter Wells aka Countingducks

    I have created a garden in my time so I know the amount of effort that took, and imagination to design such a beautiful space as that. The worst thing about leaving a loved space like that for me is that I end up worrying about some of my favourite plants and whether they are alright without my care and attention because I a silly and worry about needless things

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    1. janetweightreed10 Post author

      Good morning, Peter. I am the same…I talk to plants and consider them as important as animals and humans, and so yes, I feel the same concern when leaving plants that I have lovingly tended. Thank you:)

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  3. ShimonZ

    When people speak of cats having nine lives, I think it’s much the same as what some of us know… though we don’t always know what to call them. I call them incarnations… Separate lives, they are. But all of them part of our long life in this world… and each of them a ‘stand alone’ book. Sometimes, a stand alone poem. I am so glad to peek into this garden of yours, Janet. xxx

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    1. janetweightreed10 Post author

      Good morning, Shmon. This would mean that I have had several incarnations during this lifetime…..and who knows what’s to come:) I do hope that there is another garden in my future.
      Have a lovely day with Nechame .xx

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  4. Jet Eliot

    I really enjoyed seeing the before and after photos of your cottage garden, Janet. I know what a job that is, but what a wonderful result when it is completed. It is series of hopeful, colorful, and creative actions and a tremendous transformation. Excellent! 😀

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  5. snowbird

    That garden is enchanting, I do wish I could have seen it in real life! I look forward to the day when you get a garden again, what fun you will have.xxx

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