There is a van in John Little’s garden. That information may not seem so surprising perhaps, until you learn that the van in question isn’t simply parked. It is semi-submerged, with greenery growing o

To walk around a midwinter garden on a fine day when everything has shrunk down to its essential elements is like walking around a gallery. You can take your time, see things with fresh eyes and be ch

The silhouettes of golden trees and perfectly pruned shrubs in this Wiltshire garden sparkle when covered with a layer of ice crystals

Winner of 2025’s Wainwright Prize for Nature Writing, Raising Hare tells the captivating story of the author’s relationship with a newborn leveret she found abandoned near her home. Dalton brought the

An old man lives at the bottom of my garden. His name is Robert Barkus, or Bakehouse, or Bagust. Nobody is quite sure. But I often sense him around when I’m gardening, and I’ve found out a fair bit ab

If you want evidence that His Majesty The King has a whimsical sense of humour, you only have to look at his Thyme Walk. When he moved to Highgrove House near Tetbury, Gloucestershire, in 1980, the go