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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

On the verge of starting this self-build, a late change of design proved to be the making of this Devonian house on a bend

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

PART TWO

For all of us, there are good days and there are bad days. CHRIS LEIGH ponders picking up the pieces and starting again.