To hide my new garden’s nakedness, I planted trees. Damson and mirabelle plum, ‘Discovery’ and reinette apples, two pears, a quince and a ‘Nottingham’ medlar. There was a purple-leaved filbert, a ‘Che

For basket maker and sculptor Sue Kirk, willow isn’t just a passion, it’s a way of life. It is the material she works with to create her sweeping, curvaceous sculptures and striking contemporary baske

In December 1997, we moved from a tiny London garden to our new home, Old Park Barn in Buckinghamshire. It was daunting – a huge leap of faith from gardening in an urban courtyard to essentially an ov

Wrapped in the wild and timeless beauty of North West Wales, its landscape forged by the elemental forces of ice, wind and rain, is an oasis of calm and order. It is the beautiful and unique garden of

At the end of last year, the heavily tilting Cotoneaster cornubia in the shadiest corner of my garden finally slumped to the ground. There wasn’t a storm: the poor tree had simply spent too long veeri

When writer Sheila M Averbuch and her husband moved into their Pencaitland home in East Lothian over 20 years ago, the garden was little more than a flat upper lawn with a steep slope down to the bung