My garden is my sanctuary

…it’s messy, overgrown and deliberately left wild in places. It contains lots of what some people would call weeds but I love. Lots of dandelions, daisies, vetch. My pots are a random collection of old teapots, jugs, battered pots from previous years. My grandchildren love it – it’s full of snails, caterpillars and butterflies. They have their own magnifying glasses, binoculars (or goggles as LJ … Continue reading My garden is my sanctuary